diff --git "a/songs/Lilgpt/Lil Reese.txt" "b/songs/Lilgpt/Lil Reese.txt" new file mode 100644--- /dev/null +++ "b/songs/Lilgpt/Lil Reese.txt" @@ -0,0 +1,6023 @@ + +************************************************** +Traffic[Intro: Lil Reese] +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action +He not bout' that life man, catch him in traffic + +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action (that action) +He not 'bout that life man, catch him in traffic (skrrt) +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we love that action (that action) +I lost so many niggas, turned into a savage (let's get it) +And real life, no movie shit, bitch we clap (bitch we clap) +Where I'm from? This Chiraq, you get left as a tragic (as a tragic) +Kicked your bitch to the curb, she was too dramatic (dramatic) +And where I'm from that's 300, normal spelled backwards (let's get it) + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Letting a nigga goon me, I can't imagine (no) +But I'm out here in these streets, catch me in traffic (skrrt) +My niggas shoot for free, they'll let you have it (man down) +My niggas do it for me, ain't no way around it (let's get it) +Blood hound for that money, bitch I gotta have it +Going crazy, 20's, 50's, 100's, bitch I'm cashing (I'm cashing) +And I ain't really with the talking, bitch I'm money stacking (let's get it) +And he ain't really bout' that life, cause he don't love that action (that action) +And they don't come from where I come from, they wasn't born a savage (savage) +Late night shit, catch him in traffic +I ain't really gotta talk, bitch catch me in traffic (skrrt) +And you know I got it on me, so I'm never lackin' (no) +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action (that action) +He not 'bout that life man, catch him in traffic (skrrt) +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we love that action (that action) +I lost so many niggas, turned into a savage (let's get it) +And real life, no movie shit, bitch we clap (bitch we clap) +Where I'm from? This Chiraq, you get left as a tragic (as a tragic) +Kicked your bitch to the curb, she was too dramatic (dramatic) +And where I'm from that's 300, normal spelled backwards (let's get it) + +[Verse 2: Chief Keef] +We don't really play, homie we about gun action (bang bang) +Pistols get to flappin', ball like the Mavericks (swish) +Chief Keef bitch I'm savage, I'm paper stackin' (Sosa baby) +Pistols get to clappin', niggas get to lappin' (bang bang) +Bad bitches packed up inside a Maxima (yeah) +That bitch gon' give me neck, neck like a Dracula (top) +Fuck nigga talk shit, delete him, no schedule (graah) +That bitch want some ransom, she say I'm handsome (beep) +I need me a dancer to come and dance up (let's get it) +On me while I'm wildin' and I'm throwing sets up (O'Block) +I need me a dancer to come and dance up (let's get it) +On me while I'm wildin' and throwing sets up (300) + +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action (that action) +He not 'bout that life man, catch him in traffic (skrrt) +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we love that action (that action) +I lost so many niggas, turned into a savage (let's get it) +And real life, no movie shit, bitch we clap (bitch we clap) +Where I'm from? This Chiraq, you get left as a tragic (as a tragic) +Kicked your bitch to the curb, she was too dramatic (dramatic) +And where I'm from that's 300, normal spelled backwards (let's get it) +[Outro: Lil Reese] +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action +He not bout' that life man, catch him in traffic28EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Us[Chorus] +At the top it's just us nigga +But I don't really trust niggas +OTF it's just us nigga +But I don't really trust niggas +GBE we don't fuck with niggas +At the top where you see us nigga +Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas +Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas + +[Verse 1] +From a bitch I want top nigga +Fuck a opp we send shots nigga +Bullets coming non-stop nigga +At the top I don't see you niggas +And I'm steady rolling up swishers +If it's a problem we ain't get the issue +My niggas they will deal withcha +I ain't even gotta deal witcha +Since a youngin been a real nigga +Smoke I blow nothing but kill nigga +And bitch I'm in the field, nigga +You might get killed, nigga + +[Chorus] +At the top it's just us nigga +But I don't really trust niggas +OTF it's just us nigga +But I don't really trust niggas +GBE we don't fuck with niggas +At the top where you see us nigga +Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas +Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas +[Verse 2] +Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas +A small circle with no new niggas +Because I dont really trust niggas +GBE it's just us nigga +And she just wanna fuck with us +So much kush keep me stuck nigga +In other words high as fuck nigga +Life’s a movie, I'mma priceless picture +400 for the belt nigga +Right or wrong you'll get left nigga +For that bag you'll get left nigga +For my niggas you'll get left nigga + +[Chorus] +At the top it's just us nigga +But I don't really trust niggas +OTF it's just us nigga +But I don't really trust niggas +GBE we don't fuck with niggas +At the top where you see us nigga +Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas +Since a youngin bitch we been them niggas9EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Beef[Intro] +300, bitch, that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) +In the field, we play for keeps +(In the field, we play for keeps) +300, bitch, that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) +OTF and GBE +(OTF and GBE) +300, bitch, that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) + +[Chorus] +Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef +(Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef) +In the field, we play for keeps +(In the field, we play for keeps) +OTF and GBE +(OTF and GBE) +300, bitch that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) +Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef +(Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef) +In the field, we play for keeps +(In the field, we play for keeps) +OTF and GBE +(OTF and GBE) +300, bitch that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +On that money, sprint to that green +(On that money, sprint to that green) +300, bitch, that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) +Infrared, yeah, we love them beams +(Infrared, yeah, we love them beams, man down) +My niggas thirsty, I love that team +(My niggas thirsty, I love that team) +Ain't playin' fair, so we keep them things +(Ain't playin' fair, so we keep them things) +I'm out here, no hide and seek +(I'm out here, no hide and seek) +Banded up in my Republic jeans +(Banded up in my Republic jeans) +Got some new niggas that'll ride for me +(Got some new niggas that'll ride for me) +I neva stack, I'm 2414 +(I neva stack, I'm 2414) +Like D. Rose, I'm on point for my team +(Like D. Rose, I'm on point for my team) +He a stain, yeah, we love them things +(He a stain, yeah, we love them things) +Ain't shit sweet, you'll get left on the scene +(Ain't shit sweet, you'll get left on the scene) +[Chorus] +Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef +(Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef) +In the field, we play for keeps +(In the field, we play for keeps) +OTF and GBE +(OTF and GBE) +300, bitch that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) +Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef +(Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef) +In the field, we play for keeps +(In the field, we play for keeps) +OTF and GBE +(OTF and GBE) +300, bitch that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) + +[Verse 2: Lil Durk] +Where I'm from, my niggas wet +(Where I'm from, my niggas wet) +You shoot one, I'm shootin' ten +(You shoot one, I'm shootin' ten) +Run up on me, betta think again +(Run up on me, betta think again) +Headshot, he won't think again +(Headshot, he won't think again) +OTF, GBE, we the shit +(OTF, GBE, we the shit) +Off the lean, I call that the kick +(Off the lean, I call that the kick) +I'm with Reese and we off the shit +(I'm with Reese and we off the shit) +We shoot shots, we neva call it quits +(We shoot shots, we neva call it quits) +L's up for my hittas +(L's up for my hittas) +Free all of my niggas +(Free all of my niggas) +Big toys like Christmas +(Big toys like Christmas) +Make it rain on these bitches +(Make it rain on these bitches) +[Chorus] +Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef +(Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef) +In the field, we play for keeps +(In the field, we play for keeps) +OTF and GBE +(OTF and GBE) +300, bitch that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) +Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef +(Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef) +In the field, we play for keeps +(In the field, we play for keeps) +OTF and GBE +(OTF and GBE) +300, bitch that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) + +[Verse 3: Fredo Santana] +Fuck nigga, don't want no beef +(Fuck nigga, don't want no beef) +300, we in them streets +(300, we in them streets.) +Bodies droppin' like e'ry week +(Bodies droppin' like e'ry week) +We ain't frontin', we buckin' heats +(We ain't frontin', we buckin' heats) +In the field duckin' the police +(In the field duckin the police) +Run up on ya with that fuckin' pipe +(Run up on ya with that fuckin' pipe) +300, we'll take yo' life +(300, we'll take yo' life) +Savage shit, bitch, say that twice +(Savage shit, bitch, say that twice) +OTF, bitch, fuck the ops +(OTF, bitch, fuck the ops) +OTF, we on all these blocks +(OTF, we on all these blocks) +Lil Durk know where he stay +(Lil Durk know where he stay) +He'll be dead by the next day +(He'll be dead by the next day) + +[Chorus] +Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef +(Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef) +In the field, we play for keeps +(In the field, we play for keeps) +OTF and GBE +(OTF and GBE) +300, bitch that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team) +Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef +(Fuck nigga, you don't want no beef) +In the field, we play for keeps +(In the field, we play for keeps) +OTF and GBE +(OTF and GBE) +300, bitch that's the team +(300, bitch, that's the team)6EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Wassup (Fuck Niggas)[Chorus: Lil Reese] +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas (Fuck niggas) +300, it's just us, nigga (300, fuck niggas) +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas, what?) +They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas (I can't, nah) +Wassup with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +Too many faces, I can't trust niggas (Nah) + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +I'm gettin' money, I can't trust niggas (Nah) +I grab my 30 if you a little bigger (Man down) +He pillow-talking, that's for bitches, nigga +Your bitch want me, I pass her to my niggas +Got so much swag, these hoes, they feel a nigga (They on me) +We bought more choppers 'cause the streets got realer (Man down) +Ain't never seen you, so I ain't gone serve you, nigga (Nah) +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +And we play for keeps so it's no worries with us +And we shootin' this shit, this a true story, nigga (Man down) +I'm Glory'd up, I'm in my glory, nigga (Ayy) + +[Chorus: Lil Reese & Fredo Santana] +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas (Fuck niggas, fuck niggas) +300, it's just us, nigga (Squad, Fredo) +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas (Nah) +Wassup with all these fuck niggas? (Wassup, erg) +Too many faces, I can't trust niggas +[Verse 2: Fredo Santana] +I'm big boss Fredo (Fredo) +What's up with all of these fuck niggas (Wassup) +Trap house full of crack, them pillow cases stuffed, nigga (Stuffed, nigga) +I don't fuck with fuck niggas (I don't) +Fuck with me, you get trunked, nigga (Trunked) +Step up in the club (What?) +Bet none of us get touched, nigga (What?) +All us got 30s (30s) +We let them bitches bust, nigga (We let them bust) +All us got 30s, we let them bitches bust, nigga (Bang, bang) +Got a young nigga that's 15 (15), and all he do is slump niggas (He youngin) +Young nigga that's 15 and all he do is slump niggas (What?) +Dissin' us, you drunk nigga? +Your whole squad full of punk niggas (Bitches) +Don't make me grab that pump, nigga (What?) +Turn y'all to some skunk niggas (Bang) +Bitch, we them niggas (Niggas), and ain't no way around it (Nah) +I got a lot of guns (Guns), I'm talking hundred-round shit (Bang) + +[Chorus: Lil Reese & Lil Durk] +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas (Fuck niggas) +300, it's just us, nigga (300, fuck niggas) +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas, what?) +They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas (I can't, nah) +Wassup with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +Too many faces, I can't trust niggas (Let's get it) +[Verse 3: Lil Durk] +I'm toting, foe'nem on pill, they rolling (Grrah) +We lurkin', see 'em on 'em (Let's get it) +Headshot, told little bro "Dome him" (L's) +'Cause lil bro' keep it on him, he shoot, he shoot, he blowing (Blowing) +Face shot, so ain't no viewin' (No viewin') +Closed casket, ain't no face (Let's get it) +No face, it ain't no case (No case) +Police, it ain't no trace (No trace) +That's why I use the 8 (Let's get it), sometimes I use the 30 (Grrah) +That's when we do 'em dirty +That mean we show no mercy (We don't) +That loud, that pipe be perfect, ain't a nigga perfect +Don't-don't-don't be no dummy, boy (Boy) +A lot of niggas paranoid (Paranoid) +Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy (Boy) +Free bro and 'em in the slammer, boy + +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (Fuck niggas) +They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas (Fuck niggas) +300, it's just us, nigga (300, fuck niggas) +What's up with all these fuck niggas? (They know we at the top) +They fake as fuck, man, I can't trust niggas +(They just hatin' and shit) +Wassup with all these fuck niggas? +(I mean, I can't, I can't tell you wassup with them) +Too many faces, I can't trust niggas +[Outro: Lil Reese] +I don't what's to these niggas, man +It's just us nigga, you know? +300, man +Shoutouts GBE, OTF +It's us nigga and it's just us nigga5EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +I Need That[Intro] +These niggas fuckin' lames man +I need that (hah, racks), show me that (racks) +We need that +I need that + +[Chorus] +I heard he holdin', on the low, I need that +He say he out here in the field then show me that +And man these niggas not forreal man, I'm knowin' that +And watch my set I'm from the Lam go nuts, and watch they fall back +Niggas ain't never did shit for me, looked out or none of that +Now how the fuck do you expect for me to look out for em' back +Put 300 on my back, I'm a runnin' back +Now how the fuck do you expect for me to look out for em' back + +[Verse 1] +Doing me that's where it's at, no sneak dissin' none of that +At the top that's where we at, y'all beneath us that's where yall at +Old niggas talking bout them old racks but where they at? +And if he holding old racks we running in there, where they at? +Same hood same niggas, this where we at +Look out for my family man, fuck the rest +And if you with me then you with me man, fuck the rest +Head shots when we aimin' man, fuck yo vest +[Chorus] +I heard he holdin', on the low, I need that +He say he out here in the field then show me that +And man these niggas not forreal man, I'm knowin' that +And watch my set I'm from the Lam go nuts, and watch they fall back +Niggas ain't never did shit for me, looked out or none of that +Now how the fuck do you expect for me to look out for em' back +Put 300 on my back, I'm a runnin' back +Now how the fuck do you expect for me to look out for em' back + +[Verse 2] +In the streets I got my heat, man I'm on that can't tell me shit +I been gettin' money and niggas hatin, that shit don't make sense +I'll drop a nigga hit a stain or two, run that I need this +And this my life, I don't give a fuck about no diss +And you better stay your distance 'cause we packin' with that shit +I'm ballin hard like K.D. fourth quarter I can't miss +Young nigga and I'm on my own, niggas ain't did shit +They hatin', they sneak dissin', most do it over a bitch +And you better not give me one shot, I promise you I ain't gon' miss +My niggas with me, them my niggas, ain't no new shit +We shootin' shit extended clip, take you to movies +And it's 300 fuck the opps, this is the movement + +[Chorus] +I heard he holdin', on the low, I need that +He say he out here in the field then show me that +And man these niggas not forreal man, I'm knowin' that +And watch my set I'm from the Lam go nuts, and watch they fall back +Niggas ain't never did shit for me, looked out or none of that +Now how the fuck do you expect for me to look out for em' back +Put 300 on my back, I'm a runnin' back +Now how the fuck do you expect for me to look out for em' back8EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Bad[Hook x3] +Bitch I'm doing me, you should be yourself +I gotta get this money man, there's nothing else +Never switch up on your niggas +That's bad for your health +Never switch up on your niggas +That's bad for your health + +[Verse 1] +I never switch up on my niggas, I don't do that there +Never bitch up on my niggas, I don't do that there +Catch me everywhere that money at and I bet I'm there +And bitch I'm doing me, I just be myself +We don't fuck with new niggas, so don't bring them here +Only the family where I'm at, and bitch that's O.T.F +And I blow loud for health +I can't help myself +I'm going in for the kill and I don't need no help +I love money, fuck a bitch I won't stress myself +And bitch I keep my mouth closed cause I could trust myself +I'm fucking other niggas wives +I guess I need some help +I'm going in for the kill +And I don't need no help + +[Hook] +[Verse 2] +I gotta get this money, man there's nothing else +Gucci for my waist, that's a designer belt +And I've never been a pussy, we could take it there +My hood would never let me, we could take it there +And we keep them tools around so please don't get near +Ok, hold on I'm broke, I guess I'll take what's there +Ok they playing like they real, but they ain't really real +They talk about the streets but bitch I'm in the field +My youngest rob and kill, so tell me what's real +I don't fuck with fuck niggas cause they quick to tell +My youngest rob and kill, so tell me what's the deal +Ok my youngest rob and kill, so tell me what's the deal + +[Hook]7EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Relate[Intro: Lil Reese] +Fake nigga, fuck your conversation! +Bang! Bitch! +3 hunna! + +[Hook x2: Lil Reese] +These niggas, they not real +So how could I relate? (Nah!) +These lames not makin' change +So how could I relate? (At all!) +That nigga ain't puttin' on +So how could I relate? (Nah!) +And I could tell you fake +Nigga, fuck your conversation! + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +And I'm steady rolling up +Swishers steady face 'em +Got a lawyer on deck for some extra cases +Kush strong when i blow it +Man that shit be reaken +Kush strong when i blow it +Man that shit be stankin +Killers on deck +Dreaded up looking like Jamaicans +3 hunna shit man +If you the brick man, then we need that make +All that money, watch me sprint +Yeah it's fuck them haters +Free my nigga Caperboy +He will take your paper +Whole team full of savages +It's even greater +Up in my own lane +Fuck your lane, I gotta get that paper +And if I go down, I'mma come up by hitting that cake +These niggas bitches man, so we ain't related +[Hook x2: Lil Reese] +These niggas, they not real +So how could I relate? (Nah!) +These lames not makin' change +So how could I relate? (At all!) +That nigga ain't puttin' on +So how could I relate? (Nah!) +And I could tell you fake +Nigga, fuck your conversation! + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +When their bitches callin' me +Yeah, that's conversatin' +When their bitches callin' me +We might have conversations +And we ain't really with the talkin' +Save that conversation +Got niggas playin' like they tough +When they ain't really crazy (Nah!) +Stop actin' like you tough +Boy you ain't really crazy (Nah!) +How they front, they move for bitches +Man, that shit is crazy +We get money, fuck these bitches +Man, we goin' crazy +Me puttin' my trust in that bitch? +You must be crazy (At all!) +On my block, if we ain't got it then we gotta take it +On your block, if you ain't real, then you gotta fake it +So stop actin' like you come from where it get crazy +Man, them niggas they be frontin' +That shit is crazy (At all!) +[Hook x2: Lil Reese] +These niggas, they not real +So how could I relate? (Nah!) +These lames not makin' change +So how could I relate? (At all!) +That nigga ain't puttin' on +So how could I relate? (Nah!) +And I could tell you fake +Nigga, fuck your conversation! + +[Outro: Lil Reese] +Nigga, fuck your conversation! (x4)6EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Savage[Hook] +Young living savage +For that bread I gotta have it +The top I gotta have it +Young living savage +300, we so savage +GBE, we so savage +OTF, we so savage +Young living savage + +[Verse 1] +I smoke kush, I'm an addict +Young living savage +My niggas know we got it +My bitches be attractive +Riding with that ratchet +Hunting for that cabbage +My young niggas clapping +Number 5, bitch they clapping +Don't try me, it'll happen +I'm totin' you don't know I got it +Young living savage +I'm totin' you don't know I got it + +[Hook] +[Verse 2] +I be toting 30's +Me and my niggas thirsty +We out here, bitch we lurking +Cash out , bitch we splurging +I'm balling, Julius Erving +Fast lane, I'm swerving +Fucked up and I know it +Your bitch knows she going +Reckless and you know it +If I got it, I'm gonna blow it +Bands on Bands, I blow it +I'm flexing, got her going + +[Hook]1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Team[Hook x2] +Who got that drink, I need that drink (that drink) +Who got that smoke, I need that stink (that stink) +Oh that's your bitch? That girl fucking the team (the team) +Oh that's your girl? That bitch fucking the team (the whole team) + +[Verse1] +Who got that drink, who got that drink? +That shit that you stir up and it turn pink +I'm on my block and bitch I do my thing +Catch a opp in traffic we gon' do our thing +Catch me off in traffic bitch I got that nin, that thing +Pull up on yo' block, fucking lay the scene +Pull up on yo' block and make a big scene +300 shit and OTF, bitch thats the team, what you mean? +Hit a nigga with the MAC, cause we don't really give a fuck +We out here on the grind and we'll stick yo' ass up +Yo' ass a stain boy, you ain't nothing to us +You might as well give it up when we running up + +[Hook] + +[Verse2] +Ride around with 30's, them my favorite things +Fuck that drink we out here and we ain't playing the same +Better make it count, don't shoot if you ain't got aim +My niggas on yo' ass and best believe they got aim +We ain't playing fair, that mean that ain't the same +Different leader, different league, that's a different gang +OTF and 300 that's what I claim +GBE and 300 that's what I claim, you a lame +You get banged, where I'm from we got aim +Shoot a nigga with that thing and run up in his thing +You a stain, my niggas they no fucking lames +We don't play no games, we only aim for the brain +[Hook]4EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Seen or Saw[Hook] +I promise niggas bitches man, they gone tell it all +I promise to keep it real and still fuck with my dawgs +How I was brought up, I can’t change at all +How they was brought up, I don’t know at all +And when they switch up, I can't change At All +And when it go up, I don't know nothing, seen or saw +And when it go down, I don't know nothing, seen or saw +And when it go down, I don't know nothing, seen or saw + +[Verse 1] +I don't know nothing, seen or saw, Who talkin' to the law +Got this gun on me, don't test it +This bitch here it go off +Tryin' to stack my money up and buy a big ass crib +So I can build me a motherfuckin' golf, course +On the back of my shit, killas in the back of the whip +Flip by once, Flip by twice +I can't get no action for shit +Im'a go back to the script, and a nigga like me, me knowin' me +Im'a just stick to the script, im'a just stick to the script +Fuck a bitch and dip off the rip, R.I.P to my niggas not here +I'ma ride for my niggas that's here +War time with my niggas right here +It's going down with my niggas right here +[Hook] + +[Verse 2] +"Reesey wit um?" I'm like:"Naw" +"Reesey feel em?" I'm like:"Nah" +Most niggas weren't built from this cloth +Try to do it for attention they lost +Try to do it for the bitches they lost +Im'a do it for the niggas I lost +Kill a nigga for the niggas we lost +Bro'nem was real niggas we lost +You ain't real, if you ain't ever take a loss +Cash out give a fuck what it cost +Most niggas gone tell what they saw +Most niggas gone fold, get soft +But I never fold, nigga get soft +Can't tell em what you seen, what you saw +But the tales and truth how it go +Got it on me, when the trues sag off +300 that's who I ride for, 300 that's who I slide for +Fuck around catch a homicide, fuck around and I'm a slide +Mini van yeah it's a slide door, only day ones they can ride though +And most these internet killers, they don't even be outside though + +[Hook]9EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +All that Haten[Hook:] +I got a good price, it's for cheap +If you really want some work +Got some niggas from the six +Six four, they put in work all that talking it won't work +Hit him were it will hurt, in the hood where junkies at +Really snorting work, still getting it like the first +First like that first day of school trying to be the first +Man, all that hating it won't work (4x) + +[Verse 1:] +Man, all that hating it won't work +Fuck coming last I'm trying to be first +That talking it won't work +Had to get off my ass and got get some cash +Now i'm fresh everyday like the first +Only fuck with niggas that riding me +And going to really put it to work +Just talking it won't work +All that talking it won't work +You gotta show me first +I made that bitch bend over +And told her show me first +I don't talk take about no money +Cause that shit don't work +Finna ball like I came for the dirt +So i'm'a hit you were it hurt +Niggas be plotting try to get the upper hand +I let him hit two were it hurt +Niggas be plotting try to get the upper hand +I let hit two were it hurt +I told him to get on the shit first (2x)Told him to get on you niggas first + +[Hook:] +I got a good price, it's for cheap +If you really want some work +Got some niggas form the six +Six four, they put in work all that talking it won't work +Hit him were it will hurt, in the hood where junkies at +Really snorting work, still getting it like the first +First like thet first day of school trying to be the first +Man, all that hating it won't work (4x) + +[Verse 2:] +All that hating it won't work, no +Caught a nigga snooze +4-5 jam he better hope his bitch work +Fuck nigga better be lucky he caught a blessing +That shit worked +Lame ass niggas steady running there mouth +You ain't putting in work +You ain't putting in work +Youngins on my block +Known for shooting shit they goin shoot shit first +Coolin where it ain't safe niggas know it ain't safe +So they don't really wanna hang +Coolin with my niggas still with my niggas +A lot of niggas done changed +But know I'm still that gang +And I come back and still hang +Where a lot of niggas they can't +Where a lot of nigga they ain't +Got a good price for the cheap +Just meet me in the back with the bank +We goin get them there hit them there +And take everything as planned +We goin get them there hit them there +And take everything that we can +[Hook:] +I got a good price, it's for cheap +If you really want some work +Got some niggas form the six +Six four, they put in work all that talking it won't work +Hit him were it will hurt, in the hood where junkies at +Really snorting work, still getting it like the first +First like thet first day of school trying to be the first +Man, all that hating it won't work (4x)4EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Rap Shit[Hook: Chief Keef] +I kill you niggas dead in this rap shit +She gave me some head cause this rap shit +All these niggas dead in this rap shit +I do this for my daughter in this rap shit +I love countin' money cause this rap shit +Don't be no dummy cause this rap shit +Buying TEC-9's and Tommy's with this rap shit +Sosa bitch, I be with this rap shit + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +All my niggas thirsty for this rap shit +Kush grown and I'm with a thick bitch +I kill these niggas dead in this rap shit +I bend these niggas dead in this rap shit +All my niggas reckless and get hectic +So don't be no dummy cause I'm rappin' +My niggas down, my niggas fuck this rap shit +And not ever change cause I'm rappin' +So don't get me confused with this rap shit +Buying TEC-9's and 30's with this rap shit +Louis, Gucci, got it all off of rappin' +I killed these niggas dead in this rap shit + +[Hook: Chief Keef] +I kill you niggas dead in this rap shit +She gave me some head cause this rap shit +All these niggas dead in this rap shit +I do this for my daughter in this rap shit +I love countin' money cause this rap shit +Don't be no dummy cause this rap shit +Buying TEC-9's and Tommy's with this rap shit +Sosa bitch, I be with this rap shit +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +Made a lot of haters off this rap shit +Riding by myself cause I don't trust a bitch +She gave me some head cause this rap shit +On the road to get this bread, like traffic +And bitch I'm in the streets, I'm in traffic +Riding with my heat, I'm in traffic +A lot of bitches thirsty cause I'm rappin' +But it's fuck a bitch, on to the next bitch +And the next bitch, next bitch + +[Hook: Chief Keef] +I kill you niggas dead in this rap shit +She gave me some head cause this rap shit +All these niggas dead in this rap shit +I do this for my daughter in this rap shit +I love countin' money cause this rap shit +Don't be no dummy cause this rap shit +Buying TEC-9's and Tommy's with this rap shit +Sosa bitch, I be with this rap shit1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +So Fast[Intro] +You know how we rocking man +Free all the guys +Free all my niggas out them cells + +[Hook] +Acting like you in the streets +Man you ain't with the street shit +Man you ain't with the street shit +Man you ain't with the street shit,(Naaa) +Shit happens so fast +Man I ain't even peep it +Man I ain't even peep it +Man I ain't even peep it +Man it happen so fast +Man I ain't even see this +Man I ain't even see this +Man I ain't even see this +Acting like you in the streets +Man you ain't with the street shit +Man you ain't with the street shit +Man you ain't with the street shit,(Naaa) + +[Verse 1] +So he acting like he with this +Man he ain't with the street shit +He gon fold real quick +Under pressure like a bitch +Tryna stack money up and shit +So I can do a lot of shit +On the block we on a lot of shit +Fuck Niggas can't compare to this +I'm shooting at the competitors +Like ain't no nigga better than me +When it come this shit +I ain't gone miss +Real whip like this +When I up this shit +I ain't gone miss +Cook up a brick +Breaking down that shit +Into dimes and nicks +Feed it to the script +I'm like we 'gone get rich +They don't believe this shit +Ain't wanna see this shit +They ain't believe this shit +[Hook] + +[Verse 2] +You can check my resume +Yeah I'm still on the same shit +Yeah I'm still on that Gang Shit +Yeah I'm still with the same clique +On the block we on a lot of shit +With Niggas that be robbing shit +With Niggas that be taking shit +But a Nigga ain't gon take shit +Nigga we'll take your shit +No gun straight lick +And my Niggas they be taking shit +Why these Nigga faking shit +I don't know +Why These Niggas faking shit +Acting like he with the shit +But he ain't really with the shit +And we got the 50 shit +Calling my man's come bringing that +50 shit +Just caught a gun case +But they were on some fishy shit +They ain't really see shit +Put the Gun on me and shit +But they ain't really see shit +I know I'm gone beat this +I know I'm gone beat this +I know I'm gone beat this +I know I'm gone beat this, (I'm Good) +[Hook]8EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Brazy[Intro: Chief Keef] +Ayt +Bang bang, gang gang +Bang bang, gang gang +Bang nigga +Gang nigga + +[Chorus: Chief Keef, Lil Reese & Both] +Shit brazy, shit crazy +My wrist crazy, my bitch crazy +My bitch brazy, my wrist brazy +My neck brazy, My gear brazy +Brazy, brazy, brazy +Brazy, brazy, brazy +Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy +Crazy, crazy, crazy + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Shit brazy, please don't try to play me (Nah) +Cookin' up dope and servin' fiends like the 80's (Like the 80's) +Going crazy (Crazy), strapped up like the Navy (The Navy) +I dare a fuck nigga in this room try to play me +Shit brazy (Shit brazy), shit crazy (Shit crazy) +I lost a lot of niggas, thank God I still made it +Got niggas hatin', got niggas faking +My bitch crazy, just had a baby +I'ma get the guap for her then shit that I might take it (I need that) +And I ain't waiting (Nah) 'cause I'm impatient +That he-say, she-say shit don't mean nothing It don't phase me (Nah) +STR8, Eway late night doing about a buck 80 +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +Shit brazy, shit crazy +My wrist crazy, my bitch crazy +My bitch brazy, my wrist brazy +My neck brazy, My gear brazy +Brazy, brazy, brazy +Brazy, brazy, brazy +Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy +Crazy, crazy, crazy + +[Verse 2: Chief Keef & James Brown] +Say she want top I'm like... "Wha?" (Bitch, you crazy) +(This is a man's world) +Bitch, fuck I look like? +Bitch, say she want some guap, I'm like... "Wha?", ayy (Bitch, you crazy) +(This is a man's world) +Bitch, you better take a hike +Baby, I be making plays daytime and night (Lil late) +Bitch this is a motherfuckin', ayy (Man's world) +Man's world, yeah, you're right (Lil baby) +Remember when I was young now I live in a fuckin' (Gang, gang) +(Man's world) +I be gettin' money (Gang), I be getting hunnids (Beep) +And I get it all in a fuckin' (Man's world) +I be fuckin' thotties, I be rockin' parties +Ion't ride shottie, I drive in the... (Man's world) +Told that bitch hold up (Wait), wait let me pour up (Ayy) +I'm tryna come slower, this is a.. (Man's world) +Told that bitch Glo up (Gang) +I'ma Rock n' Roller (Gang) +Sosa Bon Jovi Hard Soldier (Man's world) +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +Shit brazy, shit crazy +My wrist crazy, my bitch crazy +My bitch brazy, my wrist brazy +My neck brazy, My gear brazy +Brazy, brazy, brazy +Brazy, brazy, brazy +Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy +Crazy, crazy, crazy +Shit brazy, shit crazy +My wrist crazy, my bitch crazy +My bitch brazy, my wrist brazy +My neck brazy, My gear brazy +Brazy, brazy, brazy +Brazy, brazy, brazy +Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy +Crazy, crazy, crazy12EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Haters[Intro: R. Kelly] +I'm in your mix x8 + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +She ain't even my chick but she probably going +See these niggas faces when I pull up in that foreign +Maybe its my style, Maybe its my credit, she say them niggas boring +All we know is win win bitch yes we scoring +Real nigga shit 300, we don't fuck around +Bad bitches call me just to fuck around +They dont like dicks, they just like for me to dick em down +Talking bout that goofy ass niggas tryna sit em down +Boi she a star look at that ass straight head spinner +Huh, You see my squad, and we go hard, yes we some bread winners +Yup, That thot there she a runna, 3hunna they'll run ha' +Good head she a goner kush roll double monster +Feds taking pictures so I gotta stop and go +Real talk boy don't run our mouth that's all we know +Me and the hood together foreva like Will and Jada +3hunna we next they forever gone hate us + +[Hook: R. Kelly] +I'm in your mix x8 +And them haters gone hate x4 + +[Bridge: Lil Reese] +That's all they gon do man +They ain't got no other choice +Shouts out to my bro gods +Chief Keef Lil Durk what's happening broski +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +Fuck nigga, fuck nigga (fuck nigga) +Fuck nigga, fuck boy, pussy nigga the best is I +You on the stand shots fired man down you'll testify +Snitches run they mouth my niggas them niggas We don't play that +Couple drillers come and drill you my nigga Right where you stay at +My biggest hater is the reason I can't get no sleep (no sleep) +N-n-no sleep F-fuck the police +Cause I ride out solo dolo, My niggas my family 3hunna +Red beam on the 30 that's a no go, GBE OTF that's the logo +Free five Free law free brudo +Lost some real niggas from a long time ago +Grind time so you know I gotta grind tho +Prime time so you know I gotta shine tho +We riding we riding with a strap or two +And we don't go back and forth like the rappers do +And they say these niggas ain't hating +This Chicago the motherfucking capital + +[Hook: R. Kelly]4EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Somebody[Hook: Lil Durk] +I aim at a nigga 'cuz this +Rollie on me, I whipped it to a brick +No one, smoke a nigga if he trip +No hope for my city I was in +Free Law judge gave him more than ten +Hard body, can't none of my niggas bend +And we trend, all of my niggas is brothers, we don't do friends +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Where I'm from you nobody +So you kill somebody, yeah yeah + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Growing up, I ain't wanna be nobody +Had to get it on my own, I swear muthafucka that I don't need nobody +Supa Savage 2 shit, might make him catch a body +Lockdown, phone calls to the fam, I ain't really need nobody +Not a bitch, not a nigga, not nobody +No hope for the city I'm in +Niggas hatin', they don't want you to win +Hard body, we can take it there again +One call, they get slapped in advance +Niggas actin', they be really out here playin' +I guess if it's slow, he'll get what I'm sayin' +Slow down, let me bring it back again +Niggas actin', they be really out here playin +I'm goin' in for the kill once again +Rob who? I don't get what you're sayin' +Take what? I don't get what you're sayin' +These niggas my brothers, not my friends +They came up, they wanted watches when +It's fucked up 'cuz that nigga you thought was your man +Might snitch and get you a hundred years +Might snitch and get you a hundred years +[Hook: Lil Durk] +I aim at a nigga 'cuz this +Rollie on me, I whipped it to a brick +No one, smoke a nigga if he trip +No hope for my city I was in +Free Law judge gave him more than ten +Hard body, can't none of my niggas bend +And we trend, all of my niggas is brothers, we don't do friends +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Where I'm from you nobody +So you kill somebody, yeah yeah + +[Verse 2: Lil Durk] +Everybody wanna be a somebody, but +Everybody, we wanna body some +As a kid growing up I ain't had nothin' +I just wanted a lot of guns and a lot of money +6217 where I'm at work +No school, better stay with his Macbook +On my son, Aqua +I hash .30 shot, .40 Ruger like Jackfoot +Some niggas want to be like Mike, shit I wanna be like Big Durk +Flat as hell, flat bitches with some flat car +I swear Allah had a rich word +Choppa bullets, man down +I told my momma I'm the man now +I got the city' hands down +My young boys they ain't playin' round +Free [?] he go "blam!" +Free Rich, free Jam +My young niggas, they all go ham +Free Lil boon from the Lam +I'm the man now +I got the city' hands down +[Hook: Lil Durk] +I aim at a nigga 'cuz this +Rollie on me, I whipped it to a brick +No one, smoke a nigga if he trip +No hope for my city I was in +Free Law judge gave him more than ten +Hard body, can't none of my niggas bend +And we trend, all of my niggas is brothers, we don't do friends +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Everybody wanna be a somebody +Where I'm from you nobody +So you kill somebody, yeah yeah.1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +We Won’t Stop[Intro: Lil Reese & Chief Keef] +Bang +Tarentino, Turn up +Tarentino, GBE OTF what it do, 300 +Squad, Bang +You know, man down + +[Chorus: Lil Reese & Chief Keef] +We won't stop (nah), we won't stop (nah), we at the pressure (bang) +Just look at my squad since a youngin' we been with it (300, O'block) +And only the strong survive and you niggas is bitches (man down, man down) +Pull on yo block with 30's (sqaud, bang bang), thats a mission (pow pow) +Pullin' with my squad, that's a damn mission (nah nah) +Don't come around me, not a shooter then get missing (nah nah nah) +He might be a police, he working what's the business? +And you niggas don't know me, they working what's the business (nah) + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +I fuck with O-Block (300), 300 them my niggas (300) +Add up both blocks (boom boom) that's too many killas (damn) +Yo bitch gon' fuck both blocks (squad), she know that we them niggas +Stay away from lame niggas (nah), we don't fuck with you pretenders +Keep the heater when it's cold incase we have to burn a nigga (boom boom) +I come from that block lamron 300 nigga +Got my broski in the cut bitch and we ain't fighting with you (in the cut) +But if you all about money then we'll get it with you +Actin' like you can't be touch some niggas will deal with you (boom) +I'm out here chasing money call that shit a self fisher (self fisher) +And I ain't really gotta talk cause since a youngin' been that nigga +OTF and GBE, bitch 300, bitch we them niggas +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +We won't stop, we won't stop , we at the pressure +Just look at my squad since a youngin' we been with it (300) +And only the strong survive and you niggas is bitches (man down, man down) +Pull on yo block with 30's, thats a mission (pow pow) +Pullin' with my squad, that's a damn mission +Don't come around me, not a shooter then get missing (nah) +He might be a police, he working what's the business? +And you niggas don't know me, they working what's the business + +[Verse 2: Chief Keef] +These niggas know Sosa they know that he the business (yeah) +We killin' everybody including every witness (bang bang bang) +We ain't fuckin' around, these niggas is snitches +I dont care bitch I'm off lean, I though my car was missing (my car) +I'm ridin' round, I got my shotties with me (skrt, bang) +Reese my big bro for him we shot, you hear me (what up bro?) +We switchin' lanes in foreign cars, you hear me (skrt skrt) +We passin' round these foreign thots, you hear me (thots) +I be fuckin' life, I'mma fuck it with no condom (fuck it) +Pull up in that 'Rari (skrt), that bitch sound like thunder (yeah) +I be stuntin' (huh), 50 thousand nothing (yeah) +These chains make my neck hurt, earring and watch humungus + +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +We won't stop, we won't stop , we at the pressure +Just look at my squad since a youngin' we been with it (300) +And only the strong survive and you niggas is bitches (man down, man down) +Pull on yo block with 30's, thats a mission (pow pow) +Pullin' with my squad, that's a damn mission +Don't come around me, not a shooter then get missing (nah) +He might be a police, he working what's the business? +And you niggas don't know me, they working what's the business1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Myself[Hook: Lil Durk] +I be with the killas, I be by myself +I be getting money, I be by myself +I stay in designer, I be by myself +It ain't hard to find me, I be by myself +I be by myself (x12) + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +I be by myself +I be by myself +But I be with my niggas, I don't need no help +Tote it by myself, We don't need no help +Ratting and snitching is bad for yo health +Fucking around man that boy gon get left +Guns in the attic and pills on the shelf +Got 3hunna with me, O'block and who else? +Fucking this bitch and I dove in like Phelps +Load up the chopper, I don't need no help +Pouring up lean and it's bad for my health +Smoking this loud and it's bad for my health +He ain't coming right then he gots to get left +He ain't coming right then he might just get left +First 48, watch he tell on himself +First 48, watch he tell on himself +And that shit right there, keep me right by myself +And that shit right there, keep me right by myself +Just hit me a lick, spent that shit on myself +Just hit me a lick, spent that shit on myself +My first fifty thou, spend that shit on myself. +[Hook: Lil Durk] +I be with the killas, I be by myself +I be getting money, I be by myself +I stay in designer, I be by myself +It ain't hard to find me, I be by myself +I be by myself (x12) + +[Verse 2: Lil Durk] +I'm a killa, I'm that nigga +All my niggas they gon feel it +All these niggas talk on twitter +Chain gang, shining like a pot of glitter +I be so solo, ridin' out with the thirty +Yeah I be dolo, thirty thousand cash, yeah I'm a A-hole +Gotta lay low cause these niggas is fufu +Playing both sides, acting like Brasco +Black Rick Owens, I stay in designer +Word on the block, Louie gon find us +Shout out all my niggas, I had to go sign 'em +Had to cosign 'em, buy yellow diamonds +Same color lemon, talking cases on these tracks +You a snitchin', but I can't mention +Come around and I do for attention +3K nazi, had to go [?] +Bitch I'm an immaculate, I'ma go cray +I'm chasing these Benjamin's, piss on they graves +War for niggas hate, can't escape, 38 +Thirty shots grizzlies like Bathing Apes +Run up on his ass, red tape +[Hook: Lil Durk] +I be with the killas, I be by myself +I be getting money, I be by myself +I stay in designer, I be by myself +It ain't hard to find me, I be by myself +I be by myself (x12)2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Traffic (Remix)[Intro: Lil Reese] +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action +He not 'bout that life man, catch him in traffic + +[Hook: Lil Reese] +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action +He not 'bout that life man, catch him in traffic +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we love that action +I lost so many niggas, I turned into a savage +In real life, no movie shit, bitch we clapping +Where I’m from? This Chiraq, you get left as a tragic +Kicked your bitch to the curb, she was too dramatic +And where I'm from that's 300, normal spelled backwards + +[Verse 1: Young Jeezy] +Got some little niggas in the Chi-Town, they ain't 'bout to be talking +Six-hundred horses in my town, cause I ain't 'bout to be walking +See I don't know what the game's about, but I ain't bout to be playing +Nigga keep my name up out your mouth, that's all the fuck that I'm saying +I ain't never been no police, I ain't never did no cuffing +Nigga killing niggas in all your rhymes, ain't never did no busting +Counting the money, took two days +Little niggas will do ya' for some new J's +Real talk, and that's nothing +Gloves on and that oven +Said she don't get the good dick often, now she 'bout to be stalking +Got her on that killer kill, and that's why the bitch coughing +See my targets flipping like Gabby, they be doing gymnastics +Nigga I ain't high and I ain't hard to find, if you look for me I'm in traffic +[Hook] + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +Let a nigga go in on me? I can't imagine +But I'm out here in these streets, catch me in traffic +My niggas shoot for free, they'll let you have it +My niggas do for me, ain't no way around it +Bloodhound for that money, bitch I gotta have it +Going crazy, twenties, fifties, hundreds, bitch I'm cashing +And I ain't really with the talk, bitch I'm money stacking +And he ain't really 'bout that life cause he don't love that action +And they don't come from where I come from, they weren't born a savage +Late night shit, catch him in traffic +I ain't really gotta talk, bitch catch me in traffic +And you know I got it on me, so I'm never lackin' + +[Hook] + +[Verse 3: Twista] +Lights, camera, action nigga, but this ain't no motherfucking cinema +'Finna send it up, dude not true, screws not loose +2pac, Juice nigga, hit 'em up +Niggas don't know how to argue +Killer hard shit when you see the mob thick in the whip +Now your car's hit, nigga loose lips +Talking nonsense, feel the contents of a clip +Whatever you wanna do we can take it there, niggas around me want action +Like a rhythmatic, forty calibers and nine millimeters equal subtraction +They could pull up in the Jag' with the runner on the side +Level opposition with the creep-creep +Beep beep, put 'em in a deep sleep +See the way Reese or Chief Keef make beef brief +Beast teeth, I'm a motherfucking monster +Eating up anybody that's coming at Windy City grind +What you know about them niggas pulling up on the side of your Mercedez in traffic hitting it 50 times? +Don't get into it with 'em, they gon' let you have it +You might end up in a coffin, you can call him Casket +[Hook] + +[Outro: Lil Reese] +We ain't really with that talking, bitch we 'bout that action +He not 'bout that life, man catch him in traffic1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Benji Chasin[Hook: Lil Reese] +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Gang gettin' wasted, you want our life, we take it +It ain't nathan, fuck your situation +You snitchin', can't relate me +Kush what we tastin' + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +It ain't nathan, kush is what I'm tastin' +That bitch all on my dick, I told that bitch I don't get wasted +I don't drink, so bitch I don't get wasted +30 on me right now, watch how fast I chase it +I got white and I ain't racist +Cocaina for sale, come and taste it +I be sprintin' to that money, watch me chase it +Like benji that money we be chasin' +Benji chasin', money conversation +Gang with me and gang gettin' wasted +Kuku Gang with me, Cuckoo gettin' crazy +And I be chasin' money so I guess I'm wasted + +[Hook: Lil Reese] +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +Benji chasin', money conversation +[Verse 2: Benji Glo] +Benji chasin', money conversations +Gang gettin' wasted, backwood blazin' +High-speed chasin' chasin', my life is amazin' +Don't run up on me cause my Kuku's going crazy +Ain't no squares in my circle, you a loser +My niggas gang all them will lose ya +Posted up and we got a lotta guns +I ain't switchin' up dawg, I'm Lamron +Try Reese money, you get wacked nigga +I got respect with my Tec nigga +I'm still grindin' for the check nigga +Since I went blind you thought I wouldn't finesse nigga?1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Irrelevant[Hook: Johnny Maycash] +Now all my niggas gone, they be off it +Talk shit, I put your ass right in the coffin +And that loud got me gone +Your bitch all in a zone, she on it +Pussy niggas talking shit but that's just so irrelevant +Pussy niggas talking shit but that's just so irrelevant + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +I'm getting money and you not +So that mean you irrelevant +2-2-3 we shoot +That shit knock down an elephant +All my niggas with the shits +Your niggas on that telling shit +I get money so I bail out quick +Your bitch on me imma a nail that bitch +And now your ass irrelevant +She won't come back home so quit calling bitch +And I be on my savage shit +I ride around with ratchet bitch +Can't sneak diss now cause you irrelevant +Who the fuck know your clique +My team bout extra 30 clips +You nigga round me you don't know my thing +Cause my niggas been around since youngins bitch +And I got your bitch off the shits +Turn up, turn up she with the shits +She just let broski hit +And you went back home and straight wifed the bitch +300 shit we one night bitch +Passed to Durk and he piped the bitch +[Hook] + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +Pussy niggas talking shit but that's just so irrelevant +Acting like you with the shits +I'm thinking he gonna tell some shit +And these hoes for anybody +So Reese give them nothin' but dick +Yeah these hoes for anybody +So we just hit them and pass them quick +Now all my niggas gone +You get shot cause we be off the shit +I'm 300 no more, no less +That's that original shit +Basic shit, I hate a basic bitch +I'm rolling up loud and i'm facing shit +Haters all mad, can't take this shit +Squad way or the hard way +Got killers posted up like all day +They'll wack a nigga up in the broad day +Leave a fuck nigga stanking in the hallway +And that's all day +The bitch wanna leave I don't make her stay +I got thots on thots boy, I don't play +That mean bitches on bitches boy, I don't play +[Hook]5EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +No Lackin[Intro: Lil Reese] +Got all these bands this money im stackin' +My Squad, Squad. Turn up +Got all these bands this money im stackin +300 + +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Niggas playing games, I ain't for nun, what's crackin' ? +And I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' +I'm off the shits, I won't stop I'm crackin' +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin' +Ain't playing games, we ain't for nun, what's crackin' ? +We sliding doors back and young niggas clappin' +Race to the money, I'm speedin' like a rabbit +Got a lot of money, try to take what I'm having +You get clapped up and thats faster than a rabbit +You get clapped up-- +On 64th bitch, we what's happenin' +Try to come through, you get clapped with the mac (bang) +300 shit bitch, I been a savage +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) + +[Verse 2: Waka Flocka] +He reached for it, that's a dead body +Elmer Fud double pound shotty +My neck rocky and I'm off a molly +My bitch bad with a buffet body +Young nigga shoot at anybody +All these bands got a nigga cocky +Trapped in a club mothafucka +Lil Reese get em +Man down let the piece hit em +Do it broadway and police with em' +Yellow tape let the streets get em' +Chalk him out +White sheet denim +Bow bow I'm bustin' at em +I'm ballin hard no NBA +My bitch a diamond +Lisa Raye +Spent 20k at least a day +Do it weekends nigga, I do it everyday +She with me she go everyway +Count this money 'till my fingers hurt +When I hit the pussy, I bet she squirt +Selling dope, we ain't got to work +Real nigga, no tight shirt +My gun dont work, I got a knife +You disrespect, I'm doing life +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) + +[Verse 3: Wale] +Lotta paper bring a lot of haters, Capiche +And the more you make, will be the more you make, It ain't sweet (no) +Well I do me (f'sho) +Will I lose sleep (I dunno) +If I fall down before they start counting back on my feet +Let's go +Its that flyraq meet chiraq, there's no contest with their flow +All of my hairs out, with young dreadlocks, couple real niggas from the go +Like I said in one song +Life is lame with no goals +Barely brag about dope whenever I don't you niggas ignore +Chop be cooking that cracka nd talking hard rock and talking that snow +Chop will send me that track, I send that shit back, back of that hurst +Trapping something I know, something I did, just keeping it real +As a matter of fact, you never moved crack +But knowing y'all routes, prolly throw a brick bitch +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2) +Got all these bands this money I'm stackin' (x2) +Bitch I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin' (x2)1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +What It Look Like[Intro: Chief Keef] +It look like this +It look like this +Never seen a million dollars what it look like this (Sosa) +It look like bitch +I look like that and you look like this +Catch up, catch up + +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +What it look like bitch (huh) +I look like that and you look like this +I look like yes and you look like no +I keep me a bankroll and that bitch don't fold (nah) +20 thousand in these pockets, got my shit on swole (ffff beep) +They don't never tell me no (nah), any bitch gon' go +'Cause I look like that and you look like this (bitch) +I'm in my all white car with my lil white bitch, Sosa + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +40 with the 30 man don't make me hit the switch (man down) +Can't trust a fuck nigga, he lookin' like he wanna snitch +Take a nigga down then after that get off the shits (we need that) +That forgis on my whip, that's why you bitches on my dick (huh) +What it look like bitch +30 in the clip, I swear my clip is long as shit +300, my clique, we small as shit +300, my circle small as shit +Only The Fam I swear we never trust a bitch (nah) +Don't play with my brothers everybody we with the shits +Walk through the spots you see them joints be with the shits (huh, get money) +So what it look like bitch +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +What it look like bitch (huh) +I look like that and you look like this +I look like yes and you look like no +I keep me a bankroll and that bitch don't fold (nah) +20 thousand in these pockets, got my shit on swole (ffff beep) +They don't never tell me no (nah), any bitch gon' go +'Cause I look like that and you look like this (bitch) +I'm in my all white car with my lil white bitch, Sosa + +[Verse 2: Chief Keef] +Have you seen a 100 thousand (huh), what it look like this (yeah) +Boy your pockets empty, they don't look like shit (nah) +I'm rollin' 'round town (skrt skrt), got my lil white bitch (Mary) +Pretty red hair and her lil white kicks +I got on my lil white gold (bling) +Got ice on my wrist feel and look like snow (Brr) +I pull up in my Audi (skrt skrt skrt) on them lil white folks +Bitches look like yes (nah) niggas look like no (no) +I go by Chief So (Sosr baby) +Got a lot of white gold (bling bling bling) +Nigga, I'll take your soul (yeah yeah) +Cuz bitch I'm from the O (O'block) + +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +What it look like bitch (huh) +I look like that and you look like this +I look like yes and you look like no +I keep me a bankroll and that bitch don't fold (nah) +20 thousand in these pockets, got my shit on swole (ffff beep) +They don't never tell me no (nah), any bitch gon' go +'Cause I look like that and you look like this (bitch) +I'm in my all white car with my lil white bitch, Sosa2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Ova[Hook x4: Freddie Gibbs] +Ain't no play +These fake ass niggas, O.V.A +Ain't no play +These snake ass niggas, O.V.A + +[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] +Nigga ain't no play +These snitch ass niggas, O.V.A +Had to close up shop +Niggas hold all the rocks, done for the day +And I'm a hundred round drum +AK-47 right around that bay +Young nigga on the come up +I'm gonna try to fuck 100,000 hoes this summer +Fuck with me and I dumps nigga +Make a move and get moved on +Pushin' packs to my young niggas +Serving dope in your school zone +I need some zone in that backpack +The 38's and 9's, we got that +I'm gonna take my lil' niggas on field trips +We straight kill shit +Where them sacks at, bitch +Cus' it's ova' +Getting road head in a rover +Chevy thang' got a new motor +Fucking with the cane and the soda +Got that yola +And it's ova' +Whole things, halfs, and the quarters +Real ass nigga I told ya +Fucking with the cane and the soda +Got that yoda +[Hook] + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +Ain't no play +These fake ass niggas be all in your face +And I ain't gon' play +Keep that thing on my waist +So you know I'm gon' spray +30 in his face +Take his ass to the crib, make him find that safe +And I beat that case +Stay rolling up loud, to the face +My mouth duck taped +These snake ass niggas be talking to the jakes +And it's O.V.A +By all means I gotta get that cake +I don't fuck with the fake +And I party with the 8 +Keep the squares out the shake +My block move yay +My name, ho wait +It's O.V.A +Get them going by the day +Keep the squares out the shake +Louis V on my waist +Just to hold my waist +Just to hold my waist +It's O.V.A +[Hook]EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Gang[Intro] +Steady ride with my niggas, I be slidin' with my niggas +It's war time, first in line with my niggas, on the line with my niggas +I be slidin' with my niggas, steady ride with my niggas +Gang! +Steady ride with my niggas, I be slidin' with my niggas +It's war time, first in line with my niggas, on the line with my niggas +I be slidin' with my niggas, steady ride with my niggas +Gang! + +[Verse 1] +We gon' say shit when it's that time, my nigga +War time, first I lie with my niggas, I'ma lie with my niggas +Get outta line, my nigga +Put you back in it like it's school time, my nigga +Overgrind on a nigga, overshine on a nigga +I guess had to put in overtime on a nigga +Got my money on my mind, ain't got my mind on no bitch +Got the G-A-N-G with me, don't ask me who with it +And you ain't really with it, actin' like you with it, that's the quickest way to get it, niggas really bitches +The-They ain't really with it, actin' like they get it, that's the quickest way to get it +.45, cock back, bullets steady spitting + +[Bridge: Sample] + +[Verse 2] +Huh? +And this a eye for a eye, so I'm watching every nigga +Huh? +And this a eye for a eye, so I'm ridin' with my niggas +Slidin' with my niggas +Nina got the best sex, call her Aquafina +Caught the niggas snoozing and they did it like they mean it +Niggas steady sleeping, niggas steady dreamin' +I'ma stay up, nigga, I ain't never sleep +Up, up like I'm gekin' +Set the party up, we sayin' opps, we was tweakin' +(Set the party up, we sayin' opps, we was tweakin') +And when we see cops, best believe we ain't speakin' +When niggas see cops, best believe they be speakin' +I guess I be tweakin' +[Outro: Sample]1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Love Me (Freestyle)[Intro: Lil Reese] +300 shit, man, One fifty! +Lil Reese and Lil Bibby +It's ya boy Lil Reese checking in +You rocking with my nigga DJ Bandz +300 or nothing, Hood Rich, bitch + +[Verse 1: Lil Bibby] +I done seen so much, I'm scarred for life +Me and my money gone ball for life +My nigga Credo got charged with life +Guns on my sides so I'm armed for life +And my young niggas still hittin' kick door +Every four bars needa' switch flows +You knew your fucking mans was a snitch though +So why the hell you took him for a lick for? +I don’t fuck with these hoes or these bitch ass niggas +Every time I pull up on my dick ass niggas +Damn, I just wanna be a rich ass nigga +Chasing these hoes, better get cash, nigga +And the bitch that I'm with say she love me +Bitch, you only love this money, I promise you if shit get ugly +She'll up and leave and say, “fuck me!” +But I ain't even tripping, I'mma keep it pimping +They mad cause a young nigga stacking all these digits +Worried 'bout other niggas acting like some these bitches +If the rap don’t work, then we on the block tipping +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +If rap don't work then we on the block tripping +Out here tryna' to get it, tryna' get it how we get it +Niggas claiming shit, and they really ain't with it +Lotta' of niggas claiming shit and they really ain't with it +Fucked your bitch now she talking 'bout she love me +Bitch, I only love this money, play with me, shit gonna get ugly +Knock 'em down, hit his ass with some chunky +And I'm still on that block I call six-four +Everybody know me, the youngest kid though +Now all of a sudden everybody with the shits though +But then again them niggas ain't on shit though +Pull up do a hit, that's ugly +Every nigga you see with me shooting for me +Fuck the law, flee the scene, that's ugly +But I'm only chasing after money +Get in my way then I'm getting on dummy +Sucker, get in my way then I'm getting on dummy8EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Money Stackin[Hook] +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin +Bitch I'm out here in the field, so it's team no lackin +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin +Bitch I'm out here in the field, so it's team no lackin +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin +Bitch I'm out here in the field, so it's team no lackin +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin +Bitch I'm out here in the field, so it's team no lackin + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Niggas playing games, i ain't for none what's crackin? +And I'm out here in the field so it's team no lackin +I'm off the shits, i won't stop I'm crackin +Got all these bands, this money I'm stackin +Ain't playing games, we ain't for none what's crackin? +We sliding doors back and young niggas clappin +Racing to the money I'm speeding like a rabbit +Got a lot of money try to take what I'm having +You get clapped up and that's faster than a rabbit +On 64th, bitch we what's happening +Try to come through, you get clapped with the Mac +300 shit bitch i been a savage + +[Hook] +[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame] +He reach for it that's a dead body +Elmer Fudd, double barrel shotty +My neck rocky and I'm off a molly +My bitch bad with a Buffie body +Young niggas shoot at anybody +All these bands got a nigga cocky +Strapped in the club motherfucker +Lil Reese get him! +Man down, let the piece hit him +Doit broad day and police with him +Yellow tape, let the streets get him +Chalk him out, white sheet did him +Bow bow, I'm bussin' at him +I'm balling hard, no NBA +My bitch a diamond, Lisa Raye +Spend 20k at least a day +Do it weekend nigga? Do it everyday! +She wit me? She go every way +Count this money til' my fingers hurt +When i hit the pussy i bet she squirt +Selling dope, we ain't got to work +Real nigga, no tight shirt +My gun don't work, i got a knife +You disrespect, I'm doing life +[Hook] + +[Verse 3: Wale] +Lot of paper bring a lot of haters, capeesh? +And the more you make a be the more you make, it ain't sweet +But i do me (fasho!) +Do i lose sleep? (hell no!) +If i fall down, before they start counting I'm back on my feet +This that flyraq meet chiraq, no contest with that flow +All of my heads out, with young dreadlocks, couple real niggas from the 'go +Like i said in one song +Life is lame with no goals +Barely rap about dope, whenever i don't you niggas ignore +Chop be cooking that crack, and talking hard rock, and talking that snow +Naw, Chop a send me that track, i send that shit back in back of that hearse +Crack ain't something i know, ain't something i did just keeping it real +As a matter of fact, you never moved crack +But knowing yall rappers a probably throw a brick, bitch + +[Hook]1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Baby[Chorus: Young Thug] +Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby +Let me tell you a lil' somethin' baby +Ooh, I wanna tell you somethin' baby +Listen to me, I'ma tell you baby, baby +We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here +We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here +We ain't got no, baby, we ain't got not no +Baby, we ain't got no cards in these wallets over here + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Young nigga, I'm super savage +Young nigga, I'm super savage +We got the .30 in the club, yeah we got +Snuck the .30 in the club 'cause we 'bout it +And a nigga talkin' like he got dough +And I already know he a ho +So you know how the shit gon' go +We gon' take him down and come back to the show +She say let's go out I said no +She say Reese take me out I say no +Baby you already know how it go +The hotel or the motel flow +I got hunnids in my pockets I'ma blow +On me and the squad though +If a bitch wanna come with us she gonna fuck for free and she ain't gonna get no dough (No cash) +But I'm on your ass +If you owe me cash +You better run that cash +You better run that fast +No credit cards in my wallet bitch I got all cash +In my stash house it ain't number 30s and choppers I blast +[Chorus: Young Thug] +Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby +Let me tell you a lil' somethin' baby +Ooh, I wanna tell you somethin' baby +Listen to me, I'ma tell you baby, baby +We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here +We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here +We ain't got no, baby, we ain't got not no +Baby, we ain't got no cards in these wallets over here + +[Verse 2: Young Thug] +We ain't together ho, we ain't together ho +We ain't together ho, we not together +We not together baby, we ain't together baby +We not together baby, we not together baby +But if she gonna ride the dick I'm gonna let her baby +I'm gon stack up on my cheese and my cheddar baby +I don't pay for service, the shit don't matter baby +Niggas smoking just like Bob but not cheeley, baby +Check your bitch my nigga, don't check my bro +Just because he don't smell like tacos don't mean he don't got nachos +Plus he good with the wordplay just like Rocko +Ya nigga living lavish my main girl a marvel + +[Chorus: Young Thug] +Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby +Let me tell you a lil' somethin' baby +Ooh, I wanna tell you somethin' baby +Listen to me, I'ma tell you baby, baby +We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here +We ain't got no cards in these wallets over here +We ain't got no, baby, we ain't got not no +Baby, we ain't got no cards in these wallets over here6EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +We Don’t Count Money[Hook:Hell Rell] +I said I'm always rocking the latest +Cock it back and spray it +Extort shit and you better pay it +We don't count money we weight it, boy +We don't count money we weight it +Cock it back and spray it +Your bitch said I'm the greatest +Put a hundred grand on this scale +A hundred grand for my belt +Put a hundred grand on his head +Bet a hundred grand he gon' tell, boy +We don't count money we weight it +Cock it back and spray it +Don't move it, unless I OK + +[Verse 1:Lil Reese] +Three hundred deep we ain't playing +We can't count this shit, too many bands +Don't ship and move it till' we see it +You can't owe me shit, you better pay it +I'm getting fucked up for that bread +We don't take shit, we ain't playing +Extorting niggas, they gotta pay it +Money coming in, I gotta weigh it +Get out of line, shit we spraying +That get you going for them bands +And it's just us +Fuck what they saying +Can't fuck me, without fucking my mans +So bitch what's your plan +You gon' fuck, or keep playing +I'm getting kicked out, that's the plan +When we coming through, we ain't playing +Shots fired, it ain't my mans +I ain't seen shit, what you saying +Pull up in a benz +Fuck her and her friends +[Hook] + +[Verse 2:Hell Rell] +I got bands all in my hair +Bands all in my pocket +That boy get out of line +Shit we might launch that rocket +My lawyer beat the case up like domestic violence, women +Threw him one hundred racks, plus paid for +He's good on college tuition +Fuck with me, you might end up missing +I got it low for them pigeons +I got, three ice crosses on my neck, but I'm no Christian +I came through topless +Damn Rell, where your roof is +Fucked her all at my old house +I'm gonna kick her out of my new crib +Don't keep bricks where I stay +No nigga, I'm not stupid +I don't love that bitch +I was never shot by cupid +They talking rows, I ain't been rocking them +Talking cars like I ain't been copping them +Been crashing them +Benjamin's is my best friend +I been stacking them +Killers on a payroll +That bitch is on the speed dial +The D.A. was mad +Should of seen her face, when I beat trial +I need a new benz +I need a new Glock +We got the city fucked up +Plus my dick is her new drug +[Hook]EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Walter Payton[Chorus] +Money over bitches, I gotta get this cash in (This cash in) +I'ma call a play and they gon' think we passing (We passing) +Every time I skate, I see them niggas hating (Skrrt) +They know we running lines +I call it Walter Payton, Walter Payton +Why they be fakin'? +A lot of niggas say they real, but they be fakin' +I call it Walter Payton, Walter Payton +They know we running lines +I call it Walter Payton + +[Verse 1] +Walter Payton, why they be fakin'? +A lot of niggas say the real, but they be fakin' +But they be fakin', my niggas waiting +We out here on this block and nigga, my niggas waiting +We got no patience, these shooters anxious +I think I lost my patience +If you ain't with us, then it's fuck you, we do this for the nation +3Hunna crazy +3Hunna crazy +And I ain't talking running lines when I say, Walter Payton +Walter Payton, I'm running up, I'm banging +We out here posted up on this block, and bitch, we Lamron crazy +Lamron crazy, bitch, yeah we Lamron crazy (3Hunna) +[Chorus] +Money over bitches, I gotta get this cash in (This cash in) +I'ma call a play and they gon' think we passing (We passing) +Every time I skate, I see them niggas hating (Skrrt) +They know we running lines +I call it Walter Payton, Walter Payton +Why they be fakin'? +A lot of niggas say they real, but they be fakin' +I call it Walter Payton, Walter Payton +They know we running lines +I call it Walter Payton + +[Verse 2] +Walter Payton, now I been thinkin' +A lot of niggas they not with the shits, so they been fakin' +Yeah, they been fakin', they ain't gon' make it +We fucked her and you wifed her, man, that shit is crazy (Slutty Boyz) +That shit is crazy, we do this shit for us, nigga ain't no hesitation +Free my niggas in them counties +Who they tryna hang, man, they tryna hang, man +It ain't no game, man, you know 3Hunna + +[Chorus] +Money over bitches, I gotta get this cash in (This cash in) +I'ma call a play and they gon' think we passing (We passing) +Every time I skate, I see them niggas hating (Skrrt) +They know we running lines +I call it Walter Payton, Walter Payton +Why they be fakin'? +A lot of niggas say they real, but they be fakin' +I call it Walter Payton, Walter Payton +They know we running lines +I call it Walter Payton2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Ready 4 Real[Chorus: Tee Grizzley] +Bro in the back and he loading the steel +He keep repeating “I’m ready fa’real” +I catch the chills, when he shoot the mac +Cause I know that he tryna kill +You niggas playin', ain’t ready to die +Chill, before you get ate like a meal (like a meal) +Pause, before you get shot like a film (like a film) +Ten’ll, have niggas jump on yo lid (jump on his lid) +Don’t go for the injury, go for the kill +Mission failed if niggas live (retry) +Niggas play roles, when I up the steel, they be like “Tee, I got kids” +Two F&N’s, I ain’t talkin' bitches +When I say I’m ridin' with the twins +Scope on the choppa, I ain’t talkin' cameras +When I say I’m ridin' with the lens + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Off the lean and the drink that’s a pour-up (pour up) +.40 on a nigga when we roll up (roll up) +Can’t control us (nah) +Smokin' on the opp when we roll up (roll up) +Shit got tough I ain’t fold up (fold up) +Stackin' all this money from the floor up (floor up) +Still in the hood and I blew up (blew up) +300 with me and I roll up (roll up) +Me and Tee Grizzley won’t slow up (nah) +Too much money can’t control us (nah) +Too many young niggas rollin' (rollin') +All of these young niggas blowin' (blowin') +All of these hoes be goin' (goin') +All my guns they blowin' (blowin') +I remember I ain’t had none (none) +Young nigga I ain’t had none (none) +Tryna turn none into some (some) +Me know I’ma make some (make some) +Me know I’ma take some (take some) +Me know I’ma shake some (shake some) +Get caught don’t say none (none) +Most of them gon say some +Chill ‘fore lil bro fade some +I caught the chills when he shot the mac +Shit gon happen then it’s that (then it’s that) +Knew I’m gon ride for my set (you know it) +Smokin' on loud that’s a fact (dope) +[Verse 2: Tee Grizzley] +Niggas only thugs on the net (on the what) +Before I got verified, I had a check +A-R pistol make a mess of your flesh +2,000 pills, turn around with them racks (them racks) +I’m strapped, he strapped too (strapped too) +Blow strapped, Reese strapped too (glizzy's) +Manny strapped cause niggas fu (boy) +Don’t let IG get you blew (bitch) +Watch me go in for the kill (for the kill) +Go anywhere cause I’m trill (I'm trill) +Ice hit in the dark cause it’s real (it's ice) +Watch who you shoot they’ll tell (what) +Don’t give a fuck about 12 (naw) +Got niggas locked up in cells (free the real) +So don’t think that you safe in jail +Don’t say free bruh if you ain’t send no mail (bitch) + +[Chorus: Tee Grizzley] +Bro in the back and he loading the steel +He keep repeating “I’m ready fa’real” +I catch the chills, when he shoot the mac +Cause I know that he tryna kill +You niggas playin', ain’t ready to die +Chill, before you get ate like a meal (like a meal) +Pause, before you get shot like a film (like a film) +Ten’ll, have niggas jump on yo lid (jump on his lid) +Don’t go for the injury, go for the kill +Mission failed if niggas live (retry) +Niggas play roles, when I up the steel, they be like “Tee, I got kids” +Two FNN’s, I ain’t talkin' bitches +When I say I’m ridin' with the twins +Scope on the choppa, I ain’t talkin' cameras +When I say I’m ridin' with the lensEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Day 1[Intro] +Three Zero Zero +Day 1 Shit Nigga + +[Hook] +Day 1 shit nigga who you with? +Same niggas how could I switch? +Same niggas in the same clique +Throwing up signs gang banging and shit +Day 1 shit nigga who you with? +Same niggas how can I switch? +Day 1 shit this the same clique +I'm still wit the same niggas how could I switch? + +[Verse 1] +Day 1 Shit niggas who you with? (300) +Three Zero Zero nigga thats the same clique +Day 1 Shit nigga who you with? +We getting money we ain't with that shit +False Flagging I ain't wit that shit +Getting money I'm all into it +These niggas bitches man they feminine +My niggas killas man they killing shit +Had to switch up my lane now Im flying now Im zooming and shit Had to switch up my lane now Im flying now Im zooming and shit +I just popped this flat I swear Ion need real shit +Just poor up the lean wit the xan Ion need real shit +[Hook] +Day 1 shit nigga who you with? +Same niggas how could I switch? +Same niggas in the same clique +Throwing up signs gang banging and shit +Day 1 shit nigga who you with? +Same niggas how can I switch? +Day 1 shit this the same clique +I'm still wit the same niggas how could I switch? + +[Verse 2] +Throwing up the signs like nigga what you wit? +Three Zero Zero man I swear we do this shit (gang) +I swear my niggas grimy we ain't new to this +I swear these niggas bitches they don't do this shit +And how we pull up on the scene is ludicrous +Tryna talk my ears off like he shooting shit +Day 1 shit thats the code I cannot switch +Day 1 shit them my niggas I cannot switch +Day 1 shit we get down we all for the shit +Day 1 shit we be on it we all for that shit +While niggas talkin these niggas plotting so I +Sit back and shit +While niggas talking these niggas plotting so I got my shit + +[Hook] +Day 1 shit nigga who you with? +Same niggas how could I switch? +Same niggas in the same clique +Throwing up signs gang banging and shit +Day 1 shit nigga who you with? +Same niggas how can I switch? +Day 1 shit this the same clique +I'm still wit the same niggas how could I switch? +[Outro] +I'm out here man... +R.I.P. to my fallen soldiers man... +Free The Guys... +Gang Banging and shit...1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Come Outside[Hook] +Better not ca- +Better not +Better not +Better not catch that boy outside +(Better not catch that boy outside) +That boy scared don´t come outside +(That boy scared don´t come outside) +They throw rocks then go hide +(They throw rocks then go hide) +That ain´t how we rock up on my side +(That ain´t how we rock up on my side) +It´s gon´ be a homicide +(It´s gon´ be a homicide) +Ain´t gotta make one call they all gon´ride +(Ain't gotta make one call) +Better not let a nigga take yo shine +High off the perc, I´m floating (Smoke, smoke) +Smokin that tooka, I´m chokin +You better not think we ain´t totin (We ain´t totin) + +[Verse 1] +Lost my top, I lost my mind, none of these hoes ain't mine (Ain´t mine) +Fucked that bitch then kicked her out +Yeah she knows what time +Why a fuck niggas try to get in my way +I got back every time (Every time) +Feds came and tried to kick in my door +Somebody ratted now +Bitch must think she tricking me +Hoe no ain't no tricking me +No sugar daddy, no trick or treat +Fuck you thought you was tricking me +Light a nigga ass up, christmas tree +A lot of these niggas ain't been in the streets +We been in these streets +Been totin heat, you know me +Know how I be, it ain't sweet +12 on my ass they harassing me +12 get behind me can't last with me +In something fast can't catch me +Pass to the bro we flexin +Fuck nigga know it get reckless +Bitch I don't rock Giuseppe's +And I can't rock no tight jeans +Cause I can't tuck my weapon +[Hook] +Better not +Better not catch that boy outside +(Better not catch that boy outside) +That boy scared don´t come outside +(That boy scared don´t come outside) +They throw rocks then go hide +(They throw rocks then go hide) +That ain´t how we rock up on my side +(That ain´t how we rock up on my side) +It´s gon´ be a homicide +(It´s gon´ be a homicide) +Ain´t gotta make one call they all gon´ride +(Ain't gotta make one call) +Better not let a nigga take yo shine +High off the perc, I´m floating (Smoke, smoke) +Smokin that tooka, I´m chokin +You better not think we ain´t totin (We ain´t totin) + +[Bridge] +Money in the hood nigga everywhere, it's floating, so I gotta get focused +All my niggas I ride with, they'll smoke you, they'll poke you +Dumb lil bitch lied talkin about she a virgin, when I hit it, it was open +MIA riding back to back, any nigga run up again, they gettin murked + +[Verse 2] +I'ma hit a fucknigga really where it hurt +Big ass gun, when I shoot it don't jerk +If I don't come in first, then this shit ain't gon' work +These niggas actin like that, they ain't even go to work +Lost my niggas to this shit, lil nigga it hurt +I remember being on the block trying to get the mikes first +Just fucked a bitch I dip +Shit fucked up but I don't trip +Cause it could be worse +It's too much fake love in this shit +I done lost too much blood in this shit +Police chase me, I ain't throwing my shit +Nigga on the internet talking that shit +Nigga know he ain't really about that shit +Tell that bitch I just wanna hit +I ain't wifing no bitch +Tryna hit me a lick +Better not be a vick +[Hook] +Better not +Better not catch that boy outside +(Better not catch that boy outside) +That boy scared don´t come outside +(That boy scared don´t come outside) +They throw rocks then go hide +(They throw rocks then go hide) +That ain´t how we rock up on my side +(That ain´t how we rock up on my side) +It´s gon´ be a homicide +It´s gon´ be a homicide +Ain´t gotta make one call they all gon´ride +(Ain't gotta make one call) +Better not let a nigga take yo shine +High off the perc, I´m floating (Smoke, smoke) +Smokin that tooka, I´m chokin +You better not think we ain´t totin (We ain´t totin)1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Grindin’Bitch we grinding +Want it? +Come and take it from us nigga + +[Hook: Lil Reese & Lil Herb] + +Young niggas grinding +Killers stay behind me +Shit, ain't hard to find us, cause we always shining +Look at all these diamonds +Forgiato riding +Horny model smashing +Semi-auto sidekick +But we just out here grinding, grinding, grinding +We be out here grinding, grinding, grinding +Scared money not making money; you know we got it +Got that shit, then come take it from us +See we grinding + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] + +Take a look up in my circle, new niggas can't find it +Pull up on your bitch so fast, just watch how fast she climb in +Whenever I'm out in traffic, that .30 be my sidekick +If we catch an opp in traffic, we gon' let him have it +Young living savage, all my niggas savage +Take a nigga down for whatever, just to have it +And I heard he got it +I be in the hood a lot +I ain't hard to find, bitch +I be on my grind, bitch +I be on my grind, bitch +I be toting 9 shit, Extendo with the rubber grip +That is hard to find, bitch +Extendo with the 30 clips, you can not just find it (Naw) +Turn up on a fuck nigga, call it perfect timing +[Hook] + +[Verse 2: Lil Herb]. + +You can see me grinding +Or in the GT smashing (Errk) +Me and Reesy spazzing +A million, easy access +Smoking weed relaxing (*Inhales*) +What you mean we taxing? (Taxing?) +Double G designer (What?), Louis V pajamas (What?) +Tempurpedic mattress, the nina sleep beside it +Don't need a bitch, I'm savage (Naw) +Think all these bitches average (Yup) +I'm busy stacking cabbage +You know what that mean +Got a lot of green +50 hundreds in my Robin's jeans +I'm a Prada fiend (Damn) +Pull up on them and I start the scene (What?) +Bitches see me, they just start to scream +No it's not a dream +Wanna suck and fuck me, gotta knock the team (Yup) +Get a night of fame (Yup) +Later shorty, I forgot her name +Now I'm posted trying to knock a block of 'caine (I got it) +If you run up on me, then I'm popping things (Bow!) +It is not a game (Bow!), now you mopping brains (Bow!) +[Hook]EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Rob Who[Chorus: La Roux] +I'm going in for the kill +I'm doing it for a thrill +I'm hoping you'll understand +And I let go of my hand + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Rob who? I'll clap you up, boy that's an easy kill +Eighteen, but I'll transform him like a pill +I'm goin' hard, stomachache, bitch I need a meal +Think I'm playin'? The whole Lam' gotta eat forreal +We get it poppin', you'd be surprised who up in the field +300 tryna catch a body, call it Holyfield +The dour got me super focused, boy this shit ill +I'm drinkin' Remy, no chaser, 'til I fuckin' spill +I can't trust a soul, they ain't who they say they is +Niggas is bitches, they'll snitch you to a hundred years +A small circle, no new niggas, I ain't switchin' gears +A body gettin' dropped every day, this shit real +A lotta niggas say they real, they ain't really real +A lotta bitches say they bad, they ain't really bad +Niggas talkin' 'bout they cash, like what they had +Niggas say they got that bag, man they wish they had (that bag!) + +[Chorus: La Roux] +I'm going in for the kill +I'm doing it for a thrill +I'm hoping you'll understand +And I let go of my hand +[Verse 2: Lil Durk] +Rob who? I'll clap you up, now that's an easy kill +Only The Family in my eyes, and nigga it's a drill +Fire a slug, got him sizzlin' like he Emmett Till +Niggas claim they in the streets, I'm out here for real +Can't trust too many bitches, they be low-key and sneaky +Pillow talkin' to niggas, turned to be opposition +Now he woofin' to bitches, why you woofin' these bitches? +Now he sleepin' with fishes, two cups fucked up my vision +Ay Lil Moe, bro I miss you, after that I kept distance +Nobody tell me shit, you know that I won't listen +If I start, I'mma finish, to them I am a menace +I got the 40 in his mouth like I'm a dentist + +[Chorus: La Roux] +I'm going in for the kill +I'm doing it for a thrill +I'm hoping you'll understand +And I let go of my handEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Supa Savage[Lil Reese] + +Squad! +Supa savage +Supa savage all us supa savage +Foe'nem Supa Savage +The mixtape supa savage +Supa savage all us supa savage +Supa savage all us supa savage +Supa savage plus the mixtape supa savage +Supa savage my whole squad supa savage +Supa savage my whole squad supa savage +We got them 30's and them 40's a let you have it (Man Down!) +Supa Savage my whole squad supa savage +We keep them ratchets just in case the shit get tragic +It get tragic just know we had our ratchet +On that money watch me spreadin it know I got it +On that money watch me spread it know I got it +Rob me fuck nigga I got it +He thought I was sweet nigga I ain't a stain +I keep the banger on me nigga I ain't no lame +I fuck with Oblock nigga and that is the gang +I fuck with 300 and bitch we is the gang1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +That’s What’s Up[Hook] +Pull off in a foreign, that's what's up +All these hoes going, nigga that's what's up +I got my own weed nigga, that's what's up +Don't need to hit your shit nigga, that's what's up +All my niggas with me, nigga that's what's up +Don't fuck with fuck niggas, nigga that's what's up +I'm a real nigga, that's what's up +Ain't fucking with no squares nigga, that's what's up. + +[Verse] +Ain't fucking with no squares nigga and that's what's up +The police at the nose, say put your hands up +Me know I'm me, I'm dirty as fuck so I hit the cut +Ain't try to see the county or that other stuff +Free my niggas in the county for that other stuff +Me I know me, I try to make the money jump +He playing games, we fuck around, put him in the trunk +We got F and N's, we got mac 10s, how you want it boy +Only fucking with the gang nigga, that's what's up +We ain't fucking with no lames nigga and that's what's up +On the block everyday nigga, that's what's up +Your foreign car ride pass it get fed up + +[Hook] +Pull off in a foreign, that's what's up +All these hoes going, that's what's up +I got my own weed nigga, that's what's up +Don't need to hit your shit nigga, that's what's up +All my niggas with me, nigga that's what's up +I'm a real nigga, that's what's up +Ain't fucking with no squares nigga, that's what's up1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +GetBackMood, Pt. 2[Intro] +Get you together +'Gether +Gon' get you together + +[Verse] +I get on your ass, who the fuck gon' stop me? (Who gon' stop me?) +Bitch, my pockets fat, yeah they extra stocky (Extra stocky) +All these bitches on me, yeah they steady watchin' (Steady watchin') +All these niggas in here, yeah they steady watchin' (Steady watchin') +But we keep Glocks, we ain't worried, we ain't stoppin' (Nah) +But we keep Glocks, we ain't worried, they keep watchin' (Watchin') +He said he gon' try me, what's the hold up, then what's stoppin' him? (What's stoppin' 'em?) +These niggas be police, I don't trust these niggas for nothin' (For nothin') +All of a sudden, now these niggas talkin' bout "We cousins" (We cousins) +I fucked that bitch, I left her sittin' out on her cousin (Her cousin) +I fucked that bitch, I almost forgot to put on a rubber (A rubber) +I don't fuck with you, I don't fuck with your kind, you ain't on nothin' (Nothin') +I fuck with niggas who just like me in the streets, they thuggin' (They thuggin') +Tried to give him a little soft, put him on his feet, but he don't know how to hustle (Hustle) +He ain't got no hustle, tell they ass get you, they rush you (Rush you) +Big four-five gon' touch you (Touch you) +I heard they ass talk, and I'ma hush 'em (Hush) +Pressure, everyday it's pressure (Pressure) +Get on your ass, ain't no let up (Let up) +Put your ass on that schedule (Schedule) +We gon' get you together (Together) +Catch him, stretch him (Stretch him), in any weather (Weather) +Talkin' bout Glocks (Glocks), lil' nigga we got several (Several) +Since she brought her friend (Friend), I'ma try to fuck them together (Together) +Groups of hoes, I done hit 'bout several (Several) +Fuck that club, they ain't let me bring the metal (Metal) +He actin' crazy, like we ain't gon' get his ass together (Together) +These police ass niggas'll have you goin' federal (Federal) +The niggas you grew up with, tellin' on each other (Other) +Where you from? Throw it up, show 'em how you comin' +Where we from, we get Get Back, it ain't nothin' +[Outro] +We gon' get you together +We gon' get you together +We gon' get you together (We gon' get you) +We gon' get you together +I just been on some gang shit lately +Matter fact, I just been on some- +On some Lamron shit, on some Normal backwards shit +I been on some, I just been on some Normal backwards shit +We gon' get you, we gon' get you, we gon' get you togetherEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Come Around[Hook] +Came up and still come around +Now they say you don't come around +Same niggas you grew up with +Come around, can't trust shit +Too many niggas be shystie +Cut 'em off, it ain't right with me +Same niggas you bust at +Same niggas I bust at +Imma line 'em up, let's see +Imma cut you in, that's me +Catch a case, we ain't coppin no plea +We gon' fight it all the way till it's beat +I don't know about you, know about me +Can't go that way, no it ain't me +Shit in the streets, broski, keep it in the streets + +[Verse 1] +Came up, I still come around +A lot of niggas don't come around +When I ain't around, they still talkin' down +Leave that shit up to the clowns +If he ain't around, I ain't talkin' down +Heard he ain't even been in the town +(Heard he ain't even been in the town) +Next subject, I gotta get it now +Cut 'em off, it ain't right with me +Lil bad bitch spend a night with me +But she can only get one night with me +That fu shit, miss me +Fuck nigga keep your distance +I don't wanna know who snitch +(I don't wanna know who snitch) +[Hook] +Came up and still come around +Now they say you don't come around +Same niggas you grew up with +Come around, can't trust shit +Too many niggas be shystie +Cut 'em off, it ain't right with me +Same niggas you bust at +Same niggas I bust at +Imma line 'em up, let's see +Imma cut you in, that's me +Catch a case, we ain't coppin no plea +We gon' fight all the way till it's beat +I don't know about you, know about me +Can't go that way, no it ain't me +Shit in the streets, broski, keep it in the streets + +[Verse 2] +If the shit in the streets, I'ma keep it in the streets +No I ain't gon' tweet +Nigga I'ma be me +Ain't puttin on a show, this shit ain't free +The older, the wiser +I rather just surprise 'em +Ain’t boostin, I'm braggin +Got a stain on a couple P's +If you want war ain't no peace +Fuck nigga don't want beef +I'm out here, no hide and seek +[Hook] +Came up, still come around +Now they say you don't come around +Same niggas you grew up with +Come around, can't trust shit +Too many niggas be shystie +Cut 'em off, it ain't right with me +Same niggas you bust at +Same niggas I bust at +Imma line 'em up, let's see +Imma cut you in, that's me +Catch a case, we ain't coppin no plea +We gon' fight it all the way till it's beat +I don't know about you, know about me +Can't go that way, no it ain't me +Shit in the streets, broski, keep it in the streetsEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Gotta Be[Intro] +Aye miss me with that goofy shit, man +Straight up + +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Gotta be real for yourself +I can't switch, I don't know nothin' else +Yeah, you can catch me by myself +Oh, that's the main reason why I'm by myself +Yeah, that's what's goin' on, nothin' else +Tell you you changed but they changed they self +No I don't need no change, money change itself +But you got to watch 'em, cause fu niggas change they self + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Yeah, you got to watch 'em cause fu niggas change they self +Sneak dissin', man, that shit bad for your health +Run around with the same niggas, like it ain't nothin' else +To do, hit licks and capers too +Bust a move by myself, I got the tool +Put my back against the wall, I'ma shoot +It don't take much I'ma get through +But the fake I can see right through +Trick me, nah she gon' trick you +Bitch gon' do what a bitch do +Tried to work down but she got loose +Now she don't even know what to do +But a nigga like me, I do +All hundreds in my roll, they blue +Fifty-five, I'ma take care of the crew +Nah, nigga, I ain't nothin' like you +Nah, nigga, I ain't nothin' like you +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Gotta be real for yourself +I can't switch, I don't know nothin' else +Yeah, you can catch me by myself +Oh, that's the main reason why I'm by myself +Yeah, that's what's goin' on, nothin' else +Tell you you changed but they changed they self +No I don't need no change, money change itself +But you got to watch 'em, cause fu niggas change they self + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Sneak diss the gang, boy, your ass gon' need some help +Call on niggas, nah I don't need no help +But I'm with my niggas +And everybody got an extended +Niggas act like they with it +But niggas ain't really-really with it +Can't come through the hood or flip it +Can't come to the hood, can't kick it +Can't come through when we ain't tryin' to kick it +Got a check then that you mean got a ticket +And I hate when I got to go visit +See folks locked down, penitentiary +Shit there will fuck a nigga up mentally +But stay strong, young nigga, stay with it +And free the gang locked down in penitentiary +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Gotta be real for yourself +I can't switch, I don't know nothin' else +Yeah, you can catch me by myself +Oh, that's the main reason why I'm by myself +Yeah, that's what's goin' on, nothin' else +Tell you you changed but they changed they self +No I don't need no change, money change itself +But you got to watch 'em, cause fu niggas change they selfEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Waddam[Hook:Fredo Santana] +I'm smoking on the gas, so stinky like waddam +My neck and my wrist all froze like waddam +Pockets all swollen, they looking like waddam +Pull up to the scene, all the bitches like waddam +Waddam, waddam, waddam, waddam +Pull up on the scene, all the bitches like waddam +Waddam, waddam + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Pull up on the scene, all the bitches like waddam +You that nigga from the lam, you get down +I heard about your service, don't fuck with clowns +And if a nigga think us, we get blam +Them 300 boys don't fuck around +We be on up that block, we chop you down +Serve them fiends anything now +Anything go for cheap now +It's a drought but it ain't sweet now +Don't try to play us, you get manned down + +[Hook] + +[Verse 2: Fredo Santana] +Out of town trips, got me feeling like the man +Ten bands in my pants just cause I can +No feeding these bitches money, man, I just give 'em grams +Just robbed my plug for a brick and spent it on a chain +Got niggas talkin' drugs but they ain't sold a thing +I still keep it on me, man, it ain't shit changed +These bitches ain't shit, they just wanna be saved +These bitches ain't shit, they just wanna be saved +In the trap, servin' junkies, steady countin' hundreds +I break the work down then I give it to my cousin +First of the month, man, you know my trap jumping +If you ain't got no work, man, you better sell something +[Hook]2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Change Up[Hook: Lil Durk] +I done seen a lotta niggas change up +I done seen a lotta niggas change up +I done seen a lotta niggas change up +I done seen a lotta niggas changed up +Changed up, changed up (Niggas changed up) +Changed up, changed up (These niggas changed up) +I done seen a lotta niggas change up (Changed up) +I done seen a lotta niggas changed up + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Came up, I seen niggas change up +Niggas out here in the field snitchin', giving names up +And that block I come from I swear we wouldn't change nothin' +Just young hot heads who don't really give a fuck +If it ain't about money, then it ain't no nothin' +Just rolled another L, I'm bout to face another block +And my take don't take L's, I bet we give them out or something +And I'm having flashbacks it's like I've seen this shit coming +I done seen a lot of niggas change, I swear it ain't nothin' +Young niggas run around and they don't want no money +They gon' shoot anyway, get snatched don't know nothin' +Feds grabbin' niggas, watch they ass tell somethin' +L's + +[Hook: Lil Durk] +I done seen a lotta niggas change up +I done seen a lotta niggas change up +I done seen a lotta niggas change up +I done seen a lotta niggas changed up +Changed up, changed up (Niggas changed up) +Changed up, changed up (These niggas changed up) +I done seen a lotta niggas change up (Changed up) +I done seen a lotta niggas changed up +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +Let's get it +I done came up and niggas on the same stuff +Had to switch my circle up 'cuz that shit was dangerous +I say "change up", these niggas really change up +Playin' games with the gang, quickest way to get flamed up +I say flame up, like that shit be flame up +And I wouldn't change up, they can't change us +And all my niggas scrap, armed and dangerous +In the field we play for keeps and that shit that dangerous +See the police on speak, couple places got a beep +All my niggas in the streets and all my niggas ride for me +All my niggas in the streets and all my niggas ride with me +L's + +[Hook: Lil Durk] +I done seen a lotta niggas change up +I done seen a lotta niggas change up +I done seen a lotta niggas change up +I done seen a lotta niggas changed up +Changed up, changed up (Niggas changed up) +Changed up, changed up (These niggas changed up) +I done seen a lotta niggas change up (Changed up) +I done seen a lotta niggas changed upEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Again[Chorus: Lil Reese] +What you do this for? In it to win +I lose that shit, get it back again +Rewind that shit, I'll do it again +Two Glocks, them bitches look like twins +I'll pull up, poppin' that two at your mans +Flip by once, flip by twice again +Flip by once, flip by twice again +Flip by once, flip by twice again + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +It ain't nothin' nice, flip by once, flip by twice +You get spiced like cookin' rice +Might fuck the bitch, if the bitch my type +If the bitch is my type, then she get one night +Posted on my block and I got my pipe +Ounce after ounce got me high all night +Foe'nem off the flat got me high like a height +And if pockets flat then I gotta get it right +I know this shit ain't right +You'll get left, on the step +I don't need no help +Yeah fuck nigga I'll run up on him by myself +When it was hard times +Who the fuck I have? Myself +Fake niggas gonna sneak diss, you can keep that there +Me switchin' up on my mans? Boy, that shit's so rare +A lot of niggas say they real, but them niggas ain't real +A lot of niggas say they real, but them niggas ain't real +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +What you do this for? In it to win +I lose that shit, get it back again +Rewind that shit, I'll do it again +Two Glocks, them bitches look like twins +I'll pull up, poppin' that two at your mans +Flip by once, flip by twice again +Flip by once, flip by twice again +Flip by once, flip by twice again + +[Verse 2: Chief Keef] +You are no street +You don't know nothin' 'bout beef +Go 'head give me a 40 +I got it all on my teeth, nigga +To see the gang, you need to see me, nigga +Like a CC, weed in the reef, nigga +I eat, sleep, shit with my gat +Feelin' like Memphis Bleek, nigga +Countin' Euros, rollin' with some killas +Rollin' up some pack, I know that you smell us +When we roll up on ya, don't look unfamiliar +'Cause we got one choppa and 'bout 20 pistols +And we 10 cars deep, finna be in yo street +Off like 4 pints, then I fell asleep +Piano with my choppa, play a melody +I'm done bein' good, so many felonies +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +What you do this for? In it to win +I lose that shit, get it back again +Rewind that shit, I'll do it again +Two Glocks, them bitches look like twins +I'll pull up, poppin' that two at your mans +Flip by once, flip by twice again +Flip by once, flip by twice again +Flip by once, flip by twice againEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +HereCashMoneyAP +Where you see me at? +Where you see me at? +Bitch lyin' talkin' bout she seen me +Bitch ain't see me +She talkin' bout she seen me posted up + +[Verse 1] +Everyday yeah it be like that (like that) +Everyday rolling weed back to back (back to back) +Posted up where you see me at (where you see me at) +I like money yeah I don't like check (like check) +I like the bitch but I really like her neck (like her neck) +I like the mac but I really like the tec (like the tec) +Free smoke we'll give you all that (all that) +Free folks he just called me collect (free the guys) +In the hood you don't get no respect (no respect) +Come through yeah I'm good on my set (on my set) +Shooting dice yeah a thousand I hit (yeah I hit) +In the shit I'll never ever quit (I quit) +What I seen you'll never be with (be with) +What I did you'll never be with (be with) +Police grabbing make a nigga think quick (think quick) +Quick sand make a nigga sink quick (sink quick) +But I'll never ever ever be a trick (nah) +20 year plus nigga they tricks (they tricks) +Make a nigga switch his circle up quick (quick) +Old racks old money don't exist (don't exist) +(Phone Rings) +[?1:05} on the phone who is this? +This Reese how you get my line n shit? +Heard y'all was running round with them sticks? +Heard that nah I ain't hear shit (nope) +Somebody told you the wrong shit (wrong shit) +Somebody told you a false tip (false tip) +Run your mouth you could get a loose lip (loose lip) +Pants sagging with the .30 in my clip (in my clip) +Got a nigga walking round with a limp (with a limp) +I take a trip baby I'll never trip (never trip) +Sip lean baby muddy cup sip (cup sip) +Walk around with the .40 on my hip (.40 on my hip) +In case I gotta leave a fuck nigga stiff +[Hook] +Get money we've been getting shit here (here) +Getting it in we gone get the shit here (here) +Make a trip we gone get the shit here (here) +Get it back we gone get the shit here (here) +Bring it back we gone get the shit here (here) +Take a trip we gone get the shit here (here) +Bring it back we gone get the shit here (here) +Make it back we gone get the shit here (here) +Make it back we gone get the shit here (here) +On the block we gone bring the shit here (here) +In the hood we gone bring the shit here (here) +In the hood we gone bring the shit here (here) + +[Verse 2] +In the hood we gone bring the shit here (here) +Young nigga know not to come here (here) +In my hood don't stop over here (here) +We gone chase yo ass right up out of here (here) +In the club got the killas in the rear (rear) +Shoot the 3 I'ma sneak it up in here +I know Reese nem never been there +Young niggas, my niggas they here (here) +You niggas, broke niggas still sipping beer (beer) +Nah we don't do that shit up over here (here) +Take notes just chill over there +We ain't with the switching sides over here +My niggas better ride over here (here) +We ain't letting shit slide over here (here) +I don't give a fuck it could be some years (years) +Better play your role round here (round here) +Dumb hoe you know how it go round here +Fuck yo bitch on the low around here +Still gotta keep me a pole around here +Getting money we've been getting shit here +In the hood we gone bring the shit here +Tell them fuck niggas don't come near +Tell them fuck niggas don't come near +[Hook} +Get money we've been getting shit here (here) +Getting it in we gone get the shit here (here) +Make a trip we gone get the shit here (here) +Get it back we gone get the shit here (here) +Bring it back we gone get the shit here (here) +Take a trip we gone get the shit here (here) +Bring it back we gone get the shit here (here) +Make it back we gone get the shit here (here) +Make it back we gone get the shit here (here) +On the block we gone bring the shit here (here) +In the hood we gone bring the shit here (here) +In the hood we gone bring the shit here (here)1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Tell Em Nothin[Intro] +Ay man, all these niggas that's riding +I can't tell them nothin +I can't tell them nothin + +[Chorus] +Too many niggas ridin', I can tell them nothin' +My lil Bro'nem gon' slide, I can tell you nothin' +300 they gon' ride, you can tell them nothin' +And if you ain't slidin', I ain't gone tell you nothin' +Ain't gon' tell you nothin' (nah) +No, I ain't gon' tell you nothin' (no) +So many niggas slidin', you can tell them nothin' +And when it's time to ride, you can tell me nothin' + +[Verse 1] +Lil bitch I'm on that money, on the money hunt +And when it's time to ride, you can tell me nothin' +300 they gon' silde, we gone pull right up (skrt skrt) +And when it's time to ride, you can tell us nothin' +And he don't be outside, man he be put up +Call my phone, I'ma ride, I'ma pull right up +And when it's time to ride, you gon' see all of us +He rapping like he street but I don't know what's up +I buy a pound for myself just to smoke it up +Just got the fun of this money finna fuck it up +We keep .30's in the cut, boy we'll fuck you up +And these niggas be so tough, by theyself ain't on none +[Chorus] +Too many niggas ridin', I can tell them nothin' +My lil Bro'nem gon' slide, I can tell you nothin' +300 they gon' ride, you can tell them nothin' +And if you ain't slidin', I ain't gone tell you nothin' +Ain't gon' tell you nothin' (nah) +No, I ain't gon' tell you nothin' (no) +So many niggas slidin', you can tell them nothin' +And when it's time to ride, you can tell me nothin' + +[Verse 2] +Outside, I'm not inside so you know what's up +He actin' like he with me, I don't know what's up +Niggas be so fishy, I don't know what's up +Too many niggas fishy, yeah I know what's up +And you can never bring me down cause I ain't down with y'all +Don't let nobody bring you down cause they ain't down with you +And I'm a hound for that bread, watch me get it up +And I ain't with that actin' or pretedin' stuff +Come holla at the gang if you fuck with us +I slide up on a nigga with my semi tuck +Don't look suspicious, don't make a move, I might just bust + +[Chorus] +Too many niggas ridin', I can tell them nothin' +My lil Bro'nem gon' slide, I can tell you nothin' +300 they gon' ride, you can tell them nothin' +And if you ain't slidin', I ain't gone tell you nothin' +Ain't gon' tell you nothin' (nah) +No, I ain't gon' tell you nothin' (no) +So many niggas slidin', you can tell them nothin' +And when it's time to ride, you can tell me nothin'EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +BBQ[Intro] +Skrrt, skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt) +Skrrt,  skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt) +Skrrt,  skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt) +Skrrt, skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt) +Skrrt, skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt) +Beat  was for Tadoe +He  ain't do it, though +Guess who got it now +Ayy,  ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy +Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy + +[Verse 1: Chief Keef] +Whatcha talking 'bout, Willis? +I can't wear my white Amiris, I got cheese on my fingers (Ayy) +Smoking  dopey-dope dope +Done, done, done is weed man, but I be with my villains (Bloods) +Skrrt-skrrt, I'm peelin' +Finna pull up, mark the spot, this ain't no fuckin' R Chronic (Bang) +Okay, since we cookin' beef +Okay, since we cookin' beef, I'ma need a large skillet (Ayy) +If he a dog, then we China +Thirty five shots, that's Cinco de Mayo, ayy +Named both guns, David and Goliath, ayy +Who tryna get high? My old head fire, ayy +You ever seen a XO spit out fire? +Told her hold on, exhausted, bitch, I'm tired, ayy +She gave me a gram, told me J.R. Rider, ayy +I beat 99 and they all light up +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +Turn his brain to some barbecue +She asked me what I like, baby, I pick you +And he live with his mama but he telling you +That his pockets is filled and his garage is too +Who is these niggas? I don't know you +Donald Trump building a wall, go run into it +Rollie on my hand and a gun is, too +Bitch, I feel like Waka Flocka, "Oh, let's do it" + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +I pull up with them young foolies aiming at you +Too many niggas riding, they knowin' what it do +Just blew fifty thousand, made it back times two +I put them shooters on your ass, you ain't knowin' who (Nah) +That GetBack have 'em blue (Blue) +Niggas better pick a side, niggas better choose +My side, we don't lose (Lose) +My side pack them tools (Tools) +If he with the opps, then he a opp, we gon' show him what it do +Fuck around turn his brains to some barbecue +I'm like hold on bro, stand down, let me get him, let me shoot +Sosa got GetBackGang with him, too +All my niggas they gang, it ain't no fufu +Niggas killin' hoes, that's so fu +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +Turn his brain to some barbecue +She asked me what I like, baby, I pick you +And he live with his mama but he telling you +That his pockets is filled and his garage is too +Who is these niggas? I don't know you +Donald Trump building a wall, go run into it +Rollie on my hand and a gun is, too +Bitch, I feel like Waka Flocka, "Oh, let's do it"EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Day After Day[Intro] +Day after day +Gotta make a way +Day after day +Gotta make a way +Night after night +I've gotta get right +Day after day +I gotta make a play +If something ain't right +I got to get right +I got to get right +I got to get right + +[Chorus] +Day after day +That's night after night +Every thing I think about +I got to get it right +Day after day +Play after play +Everyday I do this shit +I've got to get right +Day after day +That's night after night +Day after day +That's night after night +Night, that's night after night +Night, that's night after night +[Verse 1] +Night after night, I've got to get right +Just like Nike I just do it I've got to get right (right) +These nigga's lame (lame) +They steady sneak dissin', but I don't hear 'em +All these fucking shooters with me, they all shoot through 'em +Now we can see 'em, no we don't see 'em +Cause they above us +They pillow talking, man it ain't nothing +Fuck niggas they talking, I know they're bluffing +Well what's the talk about there ain't nothing to talk about +Got a gang of shooters with me that'll chop you out +Boss up or get bossed around (haha) +Little fuck nigga you ain't really down +Play after play, night after night +I got a stain, light it up right +These niggas fu, I'm doing they right + +[Chorus] +Day after day +That's night after night +Every thing I think about +I got to get it right +Day after day +Play after play +Everyday I do this shit +I've got to get right +Day after day +That's night after night +Day after day +That's night after night +Night, that's night after night +Night, that's night after night + +[Verse 2] +You know how we play +Coolin' where it ain't safe +Got choppas in the safe +Don't come in this place +Over here it ain't safe +Don't come this way +Over here they don't play +Got shawties gon' spray +Grown mens gon' spray +So you know they don't play +I need that bag, fuck a vacation +Drive you up any way, shawn +It ain't hard to replace you +Bad bitch she replaced you +Get money, now they hate you +Come up you can come down +Free the guys who don't make a sound +Pull his grammy and he gon' make a sound +Free the guys who been around +For a long long long time +For a long long long time + +[Chorus] +Day after day +That's night after night +Every thing I think about +I got to get it right +Day after day +Play after play +Everyday I do this shit +I've got to get right +Day after day +That's night after night +Day after day +That's night after night +Night, that's night after night +Night, that's night after nightEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Stop That[Intro] +I tell that bitch go crazy +Gang Gang +Nah for real though, GetBackGang +Real GetBackGang shit +Who into with us? +Who want smoke? +Too much talkin', you ain't really street (nah) +Too much talkin', you ain't really street +You ain't really street (nah) (nope) +You ain't really street + +[Verse] +Too much talkin', you ain't really street +Growin' up, ain't a nigga that I wanna be +I don't fuck with niggas, and that's just me +Circle small, you can't get with me +Keep a few thorough niggas with me +Most niggas gon fake it to the tee +Play games, get put up on a t' +I don't want a goofy ridin' with me +Keep your distance, don't ask 'bout me +Bein' real, that shit so simple +It ain't hard, that's what you wanna be +I'm me, I don't give a fuck what you think +So high, I can't even think +4:40 AM, I'm blowin' out the P +Can't touch what you really can't see +If I ain't been with you, nigga you don't know me +Stop tellin' people "yeah" you know me +You an old ass header in the streets +Keep it real, man that's how it's gon be +Need a break, gotta get to the cake +Circle small, man I can't even play +I done seen it in a lot of niggas face +You ain't made for it, boy yo ass gon break +It remind me of First 48 +Momma been warned me 'bout the fake +I was just hardheaded everyday +Sat back, thinkin' "we gon be straight" +Just gotta stay away from the fake +In the club, I done snuck in snub +Let a goofy try to act like a thug +Lot of goofies tryna to act like thugs +All that hatin' nigga, ain't no love +Had to fall back from a lot whole of stuff +Catch him by himself, he ain't so tough +Now you on the internet actin' tough +I ain't gotta pay a nigga, they gon ride for none (for free) +They love they get from me, nigga, that's some +Keep it real with my day ones and stuff +A nigga say he don't fuck with me? That's some +But to me it ain't none +I done seen niggas switch up for that cheddar +Every day we together +[Chorus] +Fake love ain't gon get you nowhere (nah) +Stop that (stop that) +Fake love ain't gon get you nowhere (nah) +Stop that (stop that) +All that hatin' ain't gon get you nowhere +Stop that (stop that) +Pussy nigga actin' like they on some (on some) +Stop that (stop that) +Pussy nigga flexin' for these hoes (for these bitches) +Stop that (stop that) +I'm gettin' money nigga, every day (every day) +Stop that (stop that) +Stop that (stop that) +Stop that +Stop thatEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Bonecrusher[Intro: Chief Keef] +(Turbo) +Yeah, yeah, yeah +Ayy, yeah, ayy, chu +Ayy, hahah, chu, ayy, chu +Sos' baby, Gbe Baby, (Turbo on the track), Catch up + +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +I'm totin' a big ass, bone crusher +Excuse him, he don't know better +Now watch him, go through yo leather +Like click-clack we're on your schedule +If you knew better, you would do better +I'm getting money now, I used to shoot niggas +Who that in the cut? It's the crew nigga +Them my dogs boy don't make me let 'em loose nigga + +[Verse 1: Chief Keef] +Don't make me bring my dogs out the cut with them sticks +I might just pop out the cut with ya bitch +I'm up in the club in the cut with the shits +Rolling whole pounds and I'm pouring whole bricks +I can't talk to you pussy boy you's a narc +Think that you a sharp, hit your ass with a dart +Hop up in this foreign, hit your ass with the car +Thinking that you cold, put this heat to your heart +I got King Kong in my blunt +I got Donkey Kong in the trunk +I got Ceaser in my backpack +Up this bitch and go grat-grat +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +I'm totin' a big ass, bone crusher +Excuse him, he don't know better +Now watch him, go through yo leather +Like click-clack we're on your schedule +If you knew better, you would do better +I'm getting money now, I used to shoot niggas +Who that in the cut? It's the crew nigga +Them my dogs boy don't make me let 'em loose nigga + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +300 them my dogs, GBE bitch that's the clique +Hop out with that choppa, bitch you swear I'm with the shits +Niggas flexing, man they ain't on some shit +Ask that nigga, man I been fucked his bitch +If you knew better, you would do better cause' it ain't shit +Niggas tweakin', man we hit 'em in they shit +Word around town he run his mouth just like a bitch +(What he is then?) I guess that nigga is a bitch +Bet not compare me to him man nigga ain't on shit +Same nigga, I been with the shit +I can't switch up I know what I'm in for with the shit +Excuse all my niggas cause all they love is shooting shit + +[Chorus: Chief Keef] +I'm totin' a big ass, bone crusher +Excuse him, he don't know better +Now watch him, go through yo leather +Like click-clack we're on your schedule +If you knew better, you would do better +I'm getting money now, I used to shoot niggas +Who that in the cut? It's the crew nigga +Them my dogs boy don't make me let 'em loose nigga +[Outro] +Bone crusher +He don't know better +Go through yo leather +If you knew better +I'm getting money know +Who that in the cut? It's the crew nigga +Them my dogs boy don't make me let 'em loose niggaEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Get Back[Chorus] +Niggas plottin', niggas snakes, so I keep it with me +And all my niggas on go, fuck who ain't with me +And we gon' let the world know, it ain't a fuckin' secret +We gon' get some get back +Ain't stoppin' til you hear that click-clack +Man down on your fuckin' set +Got to get my money up, I'ma get that +And I really for all that chit-chat +Ain't stoppin' til we get it, that's some get back +Ain't stoppin' til I get me a big sack +Hatin' shit, no I ain't really with that +But I can see it in your face that you with that +Switched up on your mans, I ain't with that +I'ma stick to the plan, yeah I'm with that +Yeah, I'm with that +I'ma stick to the plan, yeah I'm with that +I'ma stick the plan, yeah I'm with that + + +[Verse] +I'ma stick to the plan +Got to be smarter than the next man, I'm just sayin' +Tryna run my M's up, fuck some bands +And I ain't out if I ain't really got a plan +Ridin' round, I'm gettin' high, I'm just sayin' +Ridin' with the same niggas since the sand +And we'll put you in a box if you playin' +Wanna box, we can fight like a man +Put the guns down and fight like a man +I was burned you won't see this shit again +I got a lot of niggas cooked in the can +I caught a case, I'm like "never again" +They won't catch me like that, I'm just sayin' +And I can still go back on my land +[?] you go back on your land +I don't give a fuck the nigga ain't my mans +[Chorus] +Niggas plottin', niggas snakes, so I keep it with me +And all my niggas on go, fuck who ain't with me +And we gon' let the world know, it ain't a fuckin' secret +We gon' get some get back +Ain't stoppin' til you hear that click-clack +Man down on your fuckin' set +Got to get my money up, I'ma get that +And I really for all that chit-chat +Ain't stoppin' til we get it, that's some get back +Ain't stoppin' til I get me a big sack +Hatin' shit, no I ain't really with that +But I can see it in your face that you with that +Switched up on your mans, I ain't with that +I'ma stick to the plan, yeah I'm with that +Yeah, I'm with that +I'ma stick to the plan, yeah I'm with that +I'ma stick the plan, yeah I'm with thatEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Nothin[Intro: Johnny Maycash] +I'm rolling shit +I'm toting shit +Bitch I'm rolling shit + +[Hook: Johhny Maycash] +I'm riding round in them cars yeah they flexin' +My niggas they behind me yeah they flexin' +You run up on my niggas they be blasting +Lil niggas holding yeah they packing +And niggas they don't want nothin' +Kief said somethin' +But i ain't trying to hear nothin' +And this comma steady comin' + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Don't run up on us bitch we blasting +That bitch she going cause I'm flexing +I ball so hard they might be flashing +Them commas coming its not question +Of course we packing its no question +I'm bout that life man it's no asking +My niggas with me so don't ask me +Put money first that bitch come last in +I'm killing shit I need a casket +Them commas coming bitch I'm flexing +[Hook]EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Freestyle(Intro) +Finna be over with, watch this +They told me like, get back to where I used to be, like +Like, I done elevated +My shit done got, way better +So, like I ain't even looking back +Oowee + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Stop playin' with the gang like, folks and them ain't bout that +Come sleep at a nigga crib, right where his house at +I mean, let's take a nap, don't move, got my pipe, got the tool +Niggas think it's sweet, 'til we pull up 40 deep +With like 50 guns +Everybody got a tool, bitch, you better run +Everybody pack a tool, I'm from Lamron +064, yeah that be the block +Yeah, our shit hot +Can't come through, you might get popped +Or get your foreign whip, turned to a drop-top +Get your top popped +Straight up on that damn block +They know I don't fuck with opps +They know we be sendin' shots + +[Bridge] +I mean shit, if I take it back like, like five, six years, man +Everybody still on the block and shit +We just out there like, we just in it, like +No niggas in the city like us, not one +No lil niggas, no young niggas, no big niggas, like +We the only ones really out here +Lost a lot of real niggas to the Police +Lost a lot of real niggas to the streets +RIP them guys, free them guys, man +That shit hurt, on foe nem +'Lot of niggas ain't even expect it to be like this +I'ma keep it going, though +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +Gotta keep this shit, goin' for my brother and them +Even for my mother and them +Got my sister and them too +My lil baby, I'ma take care of her too +Niggas fu, yeah I know what it do +If you my mans, then you my mans, act like it, fool +Don't be on that snake shit, when I slide through +Don't be on that fake shit, when I ride through + +[Second Bridge] +Haha, like fake ass shit, like, like, you know +Like talking behind your brother back and shit +Running around, to your guys, that's gon' come back and tell +Even running your mouth to bitches, cause all that shit get back +Like running your mouth to bitches, too, everything get back +Just know, everything that, happen in the dark +I promise you that shit shine in the light +And that shit coming straight to the light +Feel me? +So it's like basically, you got to watch what you do +Watch what you say, shit + +(Outro) +All that slick talkin' and sneak dissin' will get you hurt +That shit ain't gon' get you on, get you murked +Get your face put up on a t-shirt +A rest in peace shirtEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +You Know How We Play[Intro] +Gang +300 + +[Hook:] +I'm focused on k +Don't get in my way we toting them k's +Get killed in broad day +It's killed or be killed you know how we play +I know where you stay +You know it ain't safe, we run in your place +We shoot up the place +Man down man down, you know how we play +I'm focused on k +Don't get in my way we toting them k's +Get killed in broad day +It's kill or be killed you know how we play +I know where you stay +You know it ain't safe, we run in your place +We shoot up the place +Man down man down, you know how we play + + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Man down man down, you know how we play +You know how we coming, you know it ain't safe +Kick a door everybody on the floor, now we lookin for the safe +We heard you was holding, you know it wasn't safe +Me chasing after the bitches, naw I ain't gone chase +Me chasing after money, thats all I chase +Jewish lawyers on my case just to fight my case +Money on my mind, money, money, money all day +You know how we play +Hit the club with one on my waist +You know how we play +Hit the club snuk guns in the place +You know how we play +Fucked around and found where you stay +You know how we play +Fuck around and take a nap at your place +[Hook:] +I'm focused on k +Don't get in my way we totin them k's +Get killed in broad day +It's kill or be killed you know how we play +I know where you stay +You it ain't safe, we run in your place +We shoot up the place +Man down man down, you know how we play +I'm focused on k +Don't get in my way we totin them k's +Get killed in broad day +It's kill or be killed you know how we play +I know where you stay +You know it ain't safe, we run in your place +We shoot up the place +Man down man down, you know how we play + +[Verse 2: Benji Glo] +Gang, these niggas is fake, no I cannot relate +I'm busy chasing this cake so don't get in my way +My youngin is hittas, they come and shoot up the place +No face no case so I have nothing to say +Man these niggas is bitches, they acting so gay +I just paid a band just for my shades +These bullets gone fly, they won't ricochet +Get in my way, we smoke shit in broad day +Im awful flat so you know im geeking +These bitches seen lil reese so they getting freaky +I'm smokin tookas so im outta breath +If they ain't acting right then they gettin left +I'm stuck in my ways I gotta get paid +I'm traded for days so you know how we play +It's kill or be killed you know i'll stay +I'm fuckin these thotties, they calling me ray +[Hook:] +I'm focused on k +Don't get in my way we toting them k's +Get killed in broad day +It's kill or be killed you know how we play +I know where you stay +You know it ain't safe, we run in your place +We shoot up the place +Man down man down, you know how we play +I'm focused on k +Don't get in my way we totin them k's +Get killed in broad day +It's kill or be killed you know how we play +I know where you stay +You know it ain't safe, we run in your place +We shoot up the place +Man down man down, you know how we playEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Jakes[Hook:] +I gotta get this cake cause my name hold weight +Every nigga you see with me got a gun on they waist +Don't fuck with no snitches, niggas they be telling to the jakes +Can't trust them niggas, they be telling to the jakes +A lot of niggas they around but the fuck niggas really be fake +Got a chopper, got a FN, I'mma spray this bitch in your face +Can't fuck with no niggas they be telling to the jakes +Can't trust these niggas they be talking to the jakes +Can't trust these niggas they be talking to the jakes + +[Verse 1:] +Bang, bang in your face for talking to the jakes[?] +Tryna suck up info to go tell to the jakes +Get the fuck out my face before I hit you with the eight +You ain't been on no block, you ain't shot no eight +You ain't put in no work, you ain't caught no case +We still on the block, you ain't getting no cake +You ain't feeding your niggas, you all ain't ate +You ain't feeding your niggas, they all ain't ate +You ain't feeding your niggas, you all ain't straight +I can look in his face and tell you all he ain't straight +Police snatch him, he gone talk to the jakes +Police snatch me, I ain't talking to the jakes +I'mma make my laywer just fight that case +Ride through 100k cause I like that cake +A lot of niggas they fake so I can't relate +[Hook:] +I gotta get this cake cause my name hold weight +Every nigga you see with me got a gun on they waist +Don't fuck with no snitches, niggas they be telling to the jakes +Can't trust them niggas, they be telling to the jakes +A lot of niggas they around but the fuck niggas really be fake +Got a chopper, got a FN, I'mma spray this bitch in your face +Can't fuck with no niggas they be telling to the jakes +Can't trust these niggas they be talking to the jakes +Can't trust these niggas they be talking to the jakes + +[Verse 2:] +As long as I'm getting money, nigga I'mma be straight +As long as I got my niggas, nigga I'mma be straight +I don't need no nigga, nigga I'mma be straight +As long as they print money, nigga I'mma be straight +Gotta hustle by any means, so I can be straight +These niggas get left they won't ride the right way +A lot of niggas be talking but I ain't' saying a thing +All these fuck niggas talking but I ain't saying a thing + +[Hook:] +I gotta get this cake cause my name hold weight +Every nigga you see with me got a gun on they waist +Don't fuck with no snitches, niggas they be telling to the jakes +Can't trust them niggas, they be telling to the jakes +A lot of niggas they around but the fuck niggas really be fake +Got a chopper, got a FN, I'mma spray this bitch in your face +Can't fuck with no niggas they be telling to the jakes +Can't trust these niggas they be talking to the jakes +Can't trust these niggas they be talking to the jakesEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Ride[Hook: Young Scooter] +I'm just riding and smoking, I'm tryna stay focused +I'm just riding and smoking, got everything in motion +Smoke, ride +Smoke, ride +I'm just riding and smoking, I'm tryna stay focused + +[Verse 1: Young Scooter] +Riding through the city top down blowing kush smoke +Black Amigo mafia so no I can't stop selling dough +And we smoke out of pounds and in the club we let that money go +I just left the Onyx, I left 20 thousand on the floor +50 thousand dollar ring, 50 thousand dollar chain +60 thousand dollar watch, plus my arm bout to ring +Plus the 40, it's in range +Extended clip on that thang +I get so much street money, how can I explain +They got me riding and thinking bout the moves that I'm making +I'm a millionaire now nigga, you could stop the hating + +[Hook:Young Scooter] +I'm just riding and smoking, I'm tryna stay focused +I'm just riding and smoking, got everything in motion +Smoke, ride +Smoke, ride +I'm just riding and smoking, I'm tryna stay focused +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +If I get a real jug, get smoked +On my momma it ain't no joke +See I'm riding and smoking +All my niggas they toting, my niggas they blowing, but niggas they go in +If you a stank kick your door in +And I don't do no new friends +Can't trust a soul so won't shake everybody hand +Can't trust a soul so won't shake everybody hand +I'm going crazy but don't make me have to clap a fan +The nigga hating he a opp man I think he a fan +I never lost it but I'm back at it, I'm on yo ass +I never lost a year I'm back at it pick up yo head + +[Hook: Young Scooter] +I'm just riding and smoking, I'm tryna stay focused +I'm just riding and smoking, got everything in motion +Smoke, ride +Smoke, ride +I'm just riding and smoking, I'm tryna stay focused + +[Verse 3: Jim Jones] +My niggas got that work +They ain't got no jobs +You know the rules in my hood, protect yourself or get robbed +Gangstas do what they want, you do what you can +Came down to that A, than I fly through with them bands +Nigga been on this grind since a nigga been 9 +Tell the crack heads chill if you want that six nigga get on that line +So I smoked to it, I got bad nerves +I'm having flashbacks make a whole thing from a half bird +Nigga hold my wheel almost crashed the curve +Driving smoking [?] nigga that's my work +Need a steady hand, and a good wrist +That white girl is my hood bitch +Please let up some good shit +[Hook: Young Scooter] +I'm just riding and smoking, I'm tryna stay focused +I'm just riding and smoking, got everything in motion +Smoke, ride +Smoke, ride +I'm just riding and smoking, I'm tryna stay focusedEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Circle Tight[Intro] +Drama time + +[Chorus] +Gotta keep your circle tight (Circle tight, tight) +Watch out, niggas gon' hate (Gon' hate) +I can't believe you turned fake (Turned fake) +Why I put my trust up in a nigga when they gon' switch lanes? +My brothers love them gun thangs (Gun thangs, brrrat!) +Stay at it 'til it's your time to shine, that's what they told me (That's what they told me) +That's what they told me (That's what they told me), they never showed me (They never showed me) +That fu shit, I weep that, yeah, nigga, I peeped it (I peeped it) +I peep it, I peeped it, I peeped it + +[Verse] +Ain't seen or saw, I ain't seen shit (I ain't seen shit) +I pull up in a steam, bitch (Steam, bitch) +Fuck around, pull a mean hit (Mean hit) +Fuck around and get you and your whole team hit (Team hit) +All my niggas we be on the same shit (Same shit) +All my niggas we be on that gang shit (Gang shit) +Can't hang if you ain't on the same shit (Same shit) +A nigga like me get tired of the same bitch +And I still rock out with the niggas I came with +Whole 'lot of Glocks in this bitch, we'll bang shit (Bang shit) +You'll get changed quick +Tryna get a mil', yeah I need it, bitch +Now I do this and try to get clout (Clout) +That's the easiest way to get took out (Took out) +Catch his ass, put that pole up in his mouth (Up in his mouth) +I'm like, "Fuck nigga, what that sneak dissing about?" (What it's about?) +These niggas with me, they don't like to run they mouth (They runnin' they mouth) +These niggas with me, they grew up in my momma house (My momma house) +[Chorus] +Gotta keep your circle tight (Circle tight, tight) +Watch out, niggas gon' hate (Gon' hate) +I can't believe you turned fake (Turned fake) +Why I put my trust up in a nigga when they gon' switch lanes? +My brothers love them gun thangs (Gun thangs, brrrat!) +Stay at it 'til it's your time to shine, that's what they told me (That's what they told me) +That's what they told me (That's what they told me), they never showed me (They never showed me) +That fu shit, I weep that, yeah, nigga, I peeped it (I peeped it) +I peep it, I peeped it, I peeped itEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +How Could I[Chorus:] +I got a good price, it's for cheap +If you really want some work +Got some niggas from the six +Six four, they put in work all that talking it won't work +Hit him where it will hurt, in the hood where junkies at +Really snorting work, still getting it like the first +First like the first day of school trying to be the first +Man, all that hating it won't work +All that hating it won't work [x3] + +[Verse 1:] +Man, all that hating it won't work +Fuck coming last I'm trying to be first +That talking it won't work +Had to get off my ass and got get some cash +Now i'm fresh everyday like the first +Only fuck with niggas that riding me +And going to really put it to work +Just talking it won't work +All that talking it won't work +You gotta show me first +I made that bitch bend over +And told her show me first +I don't talk take about no money +Cause that shit don't work +Finna ball like I came for the dirt +So i'm'a hit you where it hurt +Niggas be plotting try to get the upper hand +I let him hit two were it hurt +Niggas be plotting try to get the upper hand +I let hit two were it hurt +[Bridge:] +I told him to get on the shit first +Told him to get on you niggas first +I told him to get on the shit first +Told him to get on you niggas first +I told him to get on the shit first +Told him to get on you niggas first +I told him to get on the shit first +Told him to get on you niggas first + +[Chorus] + +[Verse 2:] +All that hating it won't work, no +Caught a nigga snooze +4-5 jam he better hope his bitch work +Fuck nigga better be lucky he caught a blessing +That shit worked +Lame ass niggas steady running there mouth +You ain't puttin in work [x2] +Youngins on my block +Known for shooting shit they gonna shoot shit first +Coolin where it ain't safe niggas know it ain't safe +So they don't really wanna hang +Coolin with my niggas still with my niggas +A lot of niggas done changed +But know I'm still that gang +And I come back and still hang +Where a lot of niggas they can't +Where a lot of nigga they ain't +Got a good price for the cheap +Just meet me in the back with the bank +We goin get them there hit them there +And take everything as planned +We goin get them there hit them there +And take everything that we can +[Chorus] +I got a good price, it's for cheap +If you really want some work +Got some niggas from the six +Six four, they put in work all that talking it won't work +Hit him where it will hurt, in the hood where junkies at +Really snorting work, still getting it like the first +First like the first day of school trying to be the first +Man, all that hating it won't work +All that hating it won't work [x4]EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +No Face No Case[Chorus] +If the price ain't right, I might take something +Still with my niggas, yeah, we'll shake something +Better not catch an opp lackin', yeah, we'll face something +Getting to the money, yeah, straight chasing +She said she want D'USSÉ, no chaser +All these hoes be going, I won't chase none +I told that lil' bitch I want top, I want face or something +And when we aiming for the top, tryna hit your face or something + +[Verse] +No case, no face or nothing +Aiming for the top, tryna hit your face with something +Fuck a bitch, I won't chase none +All this money, I be chasing something +I was fucked up, I had to make me some +Hit the block, roll up, I had to face me something +All these problems steady coming, I be facing them +All them old hoes ain't nothing, but you be chasing them +And if I know did the crime, you will never hear me crying +Bout no motherfucking time, RIP to all of mines +For my niggas, we gon' slide +We gon' pull a homicide + +[Chorus] +If the price ain't right, I might take something +Still with my niggas, yeah, we'll shake something +Better not catch an opp lackin', yeah, we'll face something +Getting to the money, yeah, straight chasin' +She said she want D'USSÉ, no chaser +All these hoes be going, I won't chase none +I told that lil' bitch I want top, I want face or something +And when we aiming for the top, tryna hit your face or somethingEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Remember[Chorus] +I remember, I remember who was with it (who was with it) +Do you remember, do you remember who was with it? +Nowadays everybody fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +I remember, I remember who was with it (who was with it) +Do you remember, do you remember who was with it? +Do you remember, do you remember who was with it? +Yeah I remember, yeah I remember who was with it +Nowadays everybody fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +Yeah I remember, I remember who was with it (who was with it) +Who was with it (who was with it) +Who was with it (who was with it) + +[Verse] +Nowadays in the streets, this shit so wicked +Your own mans'll get you get you clapped, boy +You thought he was with it +Hittin' blocks, spinnin' blocks, still ride with my niggas +Actin' like they with it, but niggas ain't with it +Stop playin', I put one in your fitted +Put them niggas on your ass, now you bitchin' +Jumpin' and flinchin, 30 in the Glock, it's extension +Never needed niggas co-sign, took the fam if I'm real +Your bitch fat up in that dress, she dressin' to kill +Make a nigga wanna touch it just to see if it's real +See if it's real, let a nigga know what's the deal +I took her home the first night +She let me fuck, yeah it's real +[Chorus] +I remember, I remember who was with it (who was with it) +Do you remember, do you remember who was with it? +Nowadays everybody fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +I remember, I remember who was with it (who was with it) +Do you remember, do you remember who was with it? +Do you remember, do you remember who was with it? +Yeah I remember, yeah I remember who was with it +Nowadays everybody fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +Yeah I remember, I remember who was with it (who was with it) +Who was with it (who was with it) +Who was with it (who was with it) + +[Verse 2] +One time for the niggas, who out here with it +I love my niggas, cause I ain't gotta question if they with it +I can look up at a nigga and tell if he really with it +And if I start some shit, then guarentee that I'ma finish +And if you start some shit, I really hope that you could finish +You better not start some shit, that you can't even really finish +We fly as hell in the latest, you know that we be trendin' +Why would I leave my niggas? +They been with me since the beginnin' +Try us lil nigga, and it's gon be a sad endin' +Gotta watch them niggas who ain't happy when you winnin' +Nigga say he your mans, but he ain't happy when you winnin' +Stop playin' +I been with the shits since the beginnin' +[Chorus] +I remember, I remember who was with it (who was with it) +Do you remember, do you remember who was with it? +Nowadays everybody fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +I remember, I remember who was with it (who was with it) +Do you remember, do you remember who was with it? +Do you remember, do you remember who was with it? +Yeah I remember, yeah I remember who was with it +Nowadays everybody fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +Fake with it (fake with it) +Yeah I remember, I remember who was with it (who was with it) +Who was with it (who was with it) +Who was with it (who was with it)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Nigga Wat (Remix)[Produced by Chris Surreal and TomTom] + +[Intro: Lil Reese/Chief Keef] +Aye, Trigga Black +Lil Reese, (sosa) +Aye, Aye, Aye 3hunna +Im like Nigga wat Nigga wat +(aye) Nigga wat (x5) + + +[Hook: Chief Keef] +Nigga what? +Nigga what? +Nigga, nigga what? (x2) +Up this fucking gun, click-clack nigga what? +You don't want none, click-clack nigga what? +Nigga what? +Nigga what? +Nigga, nigga what? (x2) +Yo' bitch on me, but she gettin' none +Yea she want me, yep nigga what? + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Nigga wat im smoking blunts my shits big as fuck +Broski with me in the cut our guns ain't tucked +These niggas pussy they ain't out here, they ain't ridin +My niggas with me yes they ridin yall hidin (yall hidin) +O six four thats the block boy you can find me (we out here) +On the grind all day thats how im grindin +Niggas bitching they won't smoke, nowhere to find me +I be out here everyday man I ain't hidin (nah) +Rest in peace Robito ( lets get it), rest in peace to lil mo (L's) +Bitch rest in peace to Bruh O (O'block) +O six four bitch thats how that go (300) +[Hook: Chief Keef] + +[Verse 2: Chief Keef] +Nigga what, nigga what, smoking big ass blunts +Of that Tooka like a hooka with my big ass gun +I'ma shoot it at ya medulla if ya reach for somethin' +I ain't playin' no games nigga I be creepin' ya +With my niggas and we're riding, they ain't hiding +They say they all here they are lying man +You think the opps get hit then you's a blind man +I bet you hear these shots if yous a deaf man +Rest in peace my nutman, aye +Rest in peace Robito, aye, aye +Sending shots up at your peephole +Sending shots up at your people2EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Since A Youngin’[Hook: Lil Reese] +Since A Youngin bitch we been them niggas +Since a Youngin bitch I been a nigga +X4 + + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Since a youngin bitch I been that nigga +Rockin designer clothes shoes from my denium +Got good aim and I ain't gon miss him this +Chicago and I hope he down to get him +Anit with the pillow talking thats for bitches +Anit with the pillow talking thats for snitches +These niggas bitches so I anit with em niggas +Killers best belive I'm with them I'm with my +Niggas and we all we got play with my brother +Thats like do or die play with the fam thats +So suicide play with the fam thats so suicidel +I got killers at your front and your side door +At your window lay low might shoot inside though +Can't fuck wit niggas most niggas [they won't ride though] 3hunna ls + +[Hook]3EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Feed The Fam[Intro :] +Ok (x6) +You already know how I'm rocking man +FTF man,feed the fam man +Gotta feed the fam +Nigga's wint really feeding the fam man +You already know how I'm rocking man +FTF man, Ok +Fuck the feds, free the guys + +[Verse 1 :] +Get monet stack it up might put it on a shelf +FTF, ion know what else +Fuck niggas switching, yeah thats bad for his health +But thats on him, he don't know nothing else +Big homie showed me how to get it by myself +Now ima show my niggas how to get it by there self +Real nigga shit never out for myself +Take it how you want it, get right or get left +Me switching up?, you wouldn't believe that yourself +Free the real niggas, only few of us left +Got niggas lock down, ain't gonna leave them up in there +Money on the books, and we don't know nothing else +Niggas say they riding with you, but he out for hisself +So when niggas on his ass, he gonna really need ya help +Pussy ass nigga should've never been by ya self +Pussy ass nigga now ya self +[Hook : (x2)] +FTF ion no what else +Feed the fam, ion no what else man +FTF ion no what else +Man feed the fam, ion no what else +FTF ion no what else +Feed the fam, ion no what else +FTF ion no what else +Ion no what else (x3) + +[Instrumental] + +[Hook :] +FTF ion no what else +Feed the fam, ion no what else man +FTF ion no what else +Man feed the fam, ion no what else +FTF ion no what else +Feed the fam, ion no what else +FTF ion no what else +Ion no what else (x3) + +[Verse 2 :] +Get the money (get the money, get the money) +And try an make a flip +Bust a move, whole team make it flip +Get it back, hell naw i ain't trip +You wit them?, hell naw i ain’t wit them +You know them?, hell naw ion know them +So don’t mix me up with the fu shit +Fuck around, i’ll have to lose it +Landlord of the bunk, you gotta move bitch +And these niggas must be stupid +Ain’t worried bout you and what you doin bitch +Got a lil one out here and she need shit +Nah mean she ain’t really gone need shit +He caught a case same day outta the shit +He said the police ain’t charge'em wit shit +Naw we don’t want nothing to do wit it (naw we don’t want nothing to do wit it, nothing to do wit it) +Naw we don’t want nothing to do wit it (nothing to do wit it)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Still Workin[Intro x8] +Still working +And they still talking + +[Verse] +Niggas working +Man these niggas talking +I guess that's why I'm by myself more often +When you be broke +Ain't nobody gon give you nothing +Best get it on your own and get you something +Remember the days I ain't have shit, walking +I do this shit by myself +No talking +Naw I ain't stressing +I'm just thinking money +Niggas that talk be folding when them people on em +Tote that bitch like its legal on me +They say you change when you get plenty money +Switch up and get to acting funny +No I won't change on my people, huh +Bout them flames +That we keep on coming +My phone tapped I think the people on it +My line tapped I think the people on it +[Hook] +Still working +And they still talkingEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Sum New[Hook: Lil Reese] +Let's try some new (I'm with my niggas boy we wild like the...) +Bitch let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Let's try some new +I'm with my niggas boy we wild like the fucking zoo +No favoritism you get it too +A fuck nigga I don't salute +Pull up we'll shoot +At you and all your troops +Who the fuck is you +Now a days man who is who +On the block man it get live +Fuck niggas man they gone lie +Steady talking man they ain't finna try us +Steady talking man they ain't finna try us? +It's around man you ain't gotta ask +Just pull up on a nigga we'll slide +I'm with the .50 lets ride +If it's --- we need all that +[Hook: Lil Reese] +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +Stop playing, you know me +Act like I'm the old me +Better act right like you owe me +Pull up shooting like I'm Curry +Put 'er out in a hurry +It could go down, we ain't worried +A lot of niggas be worried +Niggas scared shaking and nervous + +[Hook: Lil Reese] +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some new +Let's try some newEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Get Hit[Chorus: Lil Reese] +I heard they plottin', I wonder how many, man +See me, I think I could take plenty, man +And I can't leave without my semi, man +Don't fuck around and leave your semi, man +If it ain't 'bout money, what's the fuckin' plan? +Yeah, I know your type, you out here fuckin' playin' +Do a hit on niggas, spin the block, come back again +I don't really give a fuck cause the nigga got hit ain't my mans + +[Verse: Lil Reese] +Your bitch goin', she gon' get hit (get hit) +Home run, knock it out the fence (knock it out the fence) +I ride around with it, I took a risk (we takin' risks) +Still ride around with it, we takin' risks (takin' risks) +I wouldn't even touch that basic bitch (touch that basic bitch) +And I won't leave the house without my stick (without my stick) +I ride around with it, I take a risk (I take a risk) +'Lot of niggas on that Police shit (on that Police shit) +My mouth closed, I don't know shit (I don't know shit) +All I know is I'ma blow shit (I'ma blow shit) +Loud rollin', we be smokin' (smokin') +Kush strong, got me chokin' (chokin') + +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +I heard they plottin', I wonder how many, man +See me, I think I could take plenty, man +And I can't leave without my semi, man +Don't fuck around and leave your semi, man +If it ain't 'bout money, what's the fuckin' plan? +Yeah, I know your type, you out here fuckin' playin' +Do a hit on niggas, spin the block, come back again +I don't really give a fuck cause the nigga got hit ain't my mansEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +All the time[hook: Bosstop] +Flexing, you was young and flexing +All the time reckless, I was young and reckless +All the time neckling, she gon give me neckling +All the time rapping, boy I keep that weapon +All the time, All the time, All the time +All the time, all the time, nigga all the time +Nigga all the time, nigga all the time + +[verse: Lil Reese] +Weapon, that FN is my weapon boy you better not test +It I got foe'nem yeah they wack shit some say we reckless +I guess we are young and reckless +If you hold cash I need it +Then fuck that bitch I could've hit but guess im too conceited +If you owe me I need it +Make that bitch get on her knees and to [?]jesus +We catch a opp right now man that boy gon' need jesus +KuKu gang they with me too man and all they do is squeeze shit +All the time +And if you get snatched you better do the time +All the time, all the time +And if you get snatched you bett' not drop a dime + +[hook]EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +FACTS[Intro] +On that, on that, on that money +On that money +On that money + +[Verse] +On that money that's a fact, since I pulled up in a back +I've been really off the pack, really rolling off the pack +Hollow tips all in my MAC, I'll leave a nigga flat +If he tweakin think it's stack, let 'em know, no this ain't that +What you talkin' it ain't facts, I don't wanna hear that shit +I just hit another lick, I just caught another vic' +And if y'all diamonds do not gliss, I don't wanna see that shit +Growin' up I can't resist, had to be the man and shit +Had to make some plans and shit, had to get them bands and shit +Clap you and your mans for this, I ain't with that fans shit +But I love my fans for this, pullin' up with extra clips +In case they got some extra lips, I'mma make them extra dip +We don't dummy, we don't dummy, we don't dummy that's a fact +I got niggas, bitches on my land +You can get 'em back and we don't fall, hoe, we pass rock +You can get a back and if you hear somethin' about me ask me +I'll tell you the facts, ain't with that cappin' shit get back +Put a cap up in your cab, young as fuck my graze was big +I couldn't go to mama house, so I went to grandma house +Knowin' grans would whoop my ass, had to get up off my ass +Had to come up for some cash, so I came up brought some cash +Ran that shit up real fast, niggas gon' run real fast if they tweak they just says that +And I was raised in the jungle so a snake can only hiss +Yea I was made in a jungle I mean the snake ain't really shit +[Outro] +Haha, I said I was raised in a jungle so a snake can only hiss (Hisss) +I was raised in a jungle so a snake ain't really shit man +I mean y'all get me man, Lamron, 300 man we in the fuckin' buildin' +It's a fucking drillEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Ain’t Witchu 4sho[Intro] +CashMoneyAP +(Get up, go get that money every second) +This is how the shit go +(Get up, go get that money every second) +This is how the shit go +This is how the shit go +(Get up, go get that money every second) +This is how the shit go +This is how the shit— + +[Chorus] +This is how the shit go +Niggas gon' switch up, ain't with you fo' sho +Bitches gon' fuck, man, a hoe is a ho +I be focused on the money, I don't need me a ho +'Cause at the end of the day, at the end of the road +I just wanna know why most of my niggas had to go +I just wanna know why most of my brothers had to go +So I'ma keep my head high, I'ma focus fo' sho + +[Post-Chorus] +Is this how the shit go? (Is this how the shit go?) +Is this how the shit go? (Is this how the shit go?) +Is this how the shit go? (Is this how the shit go?) +Niggas gon' switch up, ain't with you fo' sho +[Verse] +Is this how the shit go? Is this how the shit go? +I shouldn't have to tell you really how the shit go +You should already know +That should be some shit that you already know +Keep folks an' them with me, they my brothers fo' sho +And if you got a problem, nigga, let me know +I be really on go, yeah that's how it go +I ain't showin' out or flexin' for a ho +In Miami, I fucked her on a floor, though +I just made fifty thou', but I want more, though +So many hundreds, you would think I did a tour show +Fuck his bitch and gave her back, I'm like, "Here, though" +Can't fuck that bitch, that bitch a lame, a weirdo + +[Chorus] +This is how the shit go +Niggas gon' switch up, ain't with you fo' sho +Bitches gon' fuck, man, a hoe is a ho +I be focused on the money, I don't need me a ho +'Cause at the end of the day, at the end of the road +I just wanna know why most of my niggas had to go +I just wanna know why most of my brothers had to go +So I'ma keep my head high, I'ma focus fo' sho + +[Outro] +RIP them guys, man +Free them guys, man +GetBackGang part two +You know what the fuck it isEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Around Me[Chorus] +We really did this shit that we really rap about it +We really did the shit that we cannot rap about +We been up in this shit, it ain't nothin' to brag about +Slide through the hood, you can even ask about me +And if them niggas trickin, you ain't never seen them 'round me +Most niggas bitches, I don't even want them 'round me +And I ain't with the fake shit, so I don't be around it +Had to separate myself, so I don't be around it +The killers and the hustlers, best believe they around me +Got some day one niggas, best believe they around me +And we don't play that shit, we gon kill all about it +And they don't play that shit, they gon kill all about me + +[Verse] +Know a couple of Haitians, like to spray shit +Yeah, you can miss me with the hate shit +Gettin' money, back then used to take shit +Nowadays, everybody with the fake shit +And I don't wanna fuck the bitch if she basic +And if I made it, then that mean we all made it +Gettin' high, Reese Money so faded +Just rolled me a blunt and I'ma face it +Drinkin' Remy out the bottle, no chaser (nah) +And I ain't never had to fake it to make it +Most niggas gon fake it to make it +Face shot, let's see if he can take it +Ambulance ain't come, he ain't make it +And if he holdin' the low, we'll take it (we need that) +Just to show the fuck nigga we ain't fakin' (nah) +And we'll show the fuck nigga we ain't fakin' +Shoot his brains out, fuck what you thinkin' +Shoot his brains out, fuck what you thinkin' +[Chorus] +We really did this shit that we really rap about it +We really did the shit that we cannot rap about +We been up in this shit, it ain't nothin' to brag about +Slide through the hood, you can even ask about me +And if them niggas trickin, you ain't never seen them 'round me +Most niggas bitches, I don't even want them 'round me +And I ain't with the fake shit, so I don't be around it +Had to separate myself, so I don't be around it +The killers and the hustlers, best believe they around me +Got some day one niggas, best believe they around me +And we don't play that shit, we gon kill all about it +And they don't play that shit, they gon kill all about meEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Some Out Nun[Intro] Lil Reese +300 DegreZz +300 + +[Hook] Lil Reese +You can’t make nothing out of nothing (out of nothing) +So I had to make something out of something (out of something) +Get off my ass (get off my ass) +Gotta get some cash (gotta get some cash) +Don’t need no n*gga for shit ain’t even gonna ask (ain’t even gonna ask) +Cuz a n*gga will leave you broke down on your last (down on your last) +Thought that’s your man (thought that’s your man) +Thought he was your man (thought he was your man) +My n*ggas my n*ggas my n*ggas ain’t even gotta ask (ain’t even gotta ask) +My n*ggas with me they shoot ain’t even gotta ask (ain’t even gotta ask) +Them n*ggas ain’t true ain’t even gotta ask (ain’t even gotta ask) + +[Verse 1] Lil Reese +My n*ggas with me they shoot +You ain’t even gotta ask (you ain’t even gotta ask) +And if you’re tricking with a n*gga like me I’m gonna get on your ass +Pull up for the cash +You only want the bags (you only want the bags) +You can’t be sweet +They’ll rob your ass (they’ll rob your ass) +These n*ggas with me they’ll rob your ass (they’ll rob your ass) +Yeah so fast (yeah so fast) +Pull off so fast (pull off so fast) +Folks no door had n*gga got sad +I don’t know nothin if the police grab my ass +I bet he knows something if the police grab his ass (yep) +Must need some ass +You don’t get no pass +Can’t come in my hood +Fuck n*gga you won’t get no pass +[Hook] Lil Reese +You can’t make nothing out of nothing (out of nothing) +So I had to make something out of something (out of something) +Get off my ass (get off my ass) +Gotta get some cash (gotta get some cash) +Don’t need no n*gga for shit ain’t even gonna ask (ain’t even gonna ask) +Cuz a n*gga will leave you broke down on your last (down on your last) +Thought that’s your man (thought that’s your man) +Thought he was your man (thought he was your man) +My n*ggas my n*ggas my n*ggas ain’t even gotta ask (ain’t even gotta ask) +My n*ggas with me they shoot ain’t even gotta ask (ain’t even gotta ask) + +[Verse 2] Jadakiss +Can’t make nothing out of nothing +So I had to make something out of something +Yeah I had my young n*ggas pumping +Soon as we see them fuck n*ggas we dumping +Ain’t about no money keep it moving (gone) +They keep them sticks on them and they love to use them +Yeah all points already proven +Yeah all the joints came from the Cubans +Broad day he ain’t even have a mass +It was for my n*gga he ain’t even have to ask +Y’all might need a better staff +Yeah I tried to split his head in half (war) +[Hook] Lil Reese +You can’t make nothing out of nothing (out of nothing) +So I had to make something out of something (out of something) +Get off my ass (get off my ass) +Gotta get some cash (gotta get some cash) +Don’t need no n*gga for shit ain’t even gonna ask (ain’t even gonna ask) +Cuz a n*gga will leave you broke down on your last (down on your last) +Thought that’s your man (thought that’s your man) +Thought he was your man (thought he was your man) +My n*ggas my n*ggas my n*ggas ain’t even gotta ask (ain’t even gotta ask) +My n*ggas with me they shoot ain’t even gotta ask (ain’t even gotta ask)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Mo Weed[Intro] +Well if you wanna leave what’s the hold up +You talking about you got weed roll up + +[Hook] +Roll up roll up Roll up roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up + +[Verse 1] +Uh just start my day off high as fuck +Uh who got more weed roll up nigga +Talking about he going on me I’m like +Hold up that ain’t true that ain’t true +That ain’t true nigga show up ain’t no +Going on me in the club no ID in the +Club VIP my niggas with me they they +Going to shoot for free and they going +To shoot for me so it’s all good this way +And it’s just ain’t sweeted ain’t sweeted +Swich it all my niggas get you your issue +Got our issue you think this is sweet these +Niggas they as soft as tissues hold up bring +It back a lot of fuck niggas they ain't known that +You see these bitches I’ll be on that got a lot of +Cause I don’t wanna push this shit back and hold up +[Hook] +Roll up roll up Roll up roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up + +[Verse 2] +Uh I’m by myself just rolled up +In a spot where me and my niggas rolled up +See the police we ain't going to hold up +They know there no controlling us yes stop +Nigga I don’t know nothing can’t trust a fuck +Nigga he might tell or something did that nigga +Really can’t really make bail or something don’t +Know man that nigga might tell something don’t +Trust that nigga I don’t fuck with that nigga +Can I see a fuck nigga don’t [?] nigga’s +Still with my niggas,them day one niggas + +[Hook] +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Roll up roll up Roll up roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll up +Who got more weed roll up +We got more weed roll upEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Tucked[Intro: Oj300] +Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt +Y'all know what that mean +Warheads in this bitch +Yeah, we back + +[Chorus: Oj300 & JI300] +.40 on me tucked, better be ready, give it up +Ask no question, I'ma bust +Yeah, you know what's up +SRT challenger, yeah, you know what's up +Left his ass dead, now they callin' us +Why they callin' us? We never gave a fuck +I pop a Perc', for my feelings I don't give a fuck +And when I let this .50 go, bitch, you better duck +I'ma chase you down, I'ma hit you up + +[Verse 1: Oj300 & JI300] +Bro gon' gun you down, bro gon' hit you up +Bro gon' lap around, bro don't give a fuck +I smoke him 'cause he dead, pour me up a cup +Now we out in traffic, catch him posted up +Ridin' in some' fast and it's tinted up +Comin' down ya block and we fifttеd it up +I let bro out and he hit the cut +With that .50 bеst believe he leave a massacre +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +It's a massacre, very scary sight +I told that bitch that I only want one night, high as a kite +Nigga get clapped tonight for thinkin' we fightin' +Flip the block, lost fifty twice +He bit the cheese like 6ix9ine, he a mice +If you fuck up once, I ain't lettin' you fuck up twice +And I'ma give you advice, this street shit ain't right +I'ma tell you only one time, this shit ain't right + +[Chorus: Oj300 & JI300] +.40 on me tucked, better be ready, give it up +Ask no question, I'ma bust +Yeah, you know what's up +SRT challenger, yeah, you know what's up +Left his ass dead, now they callin' us +Why they callin' us? We never gave a fuck +I pop a Perc', for my feelings I don't give a fuck +And when I let this .50 go, bitch, you better duck +I'ma chase you down, I'ma hit you up1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +What It Do[Intro: Fredo Santana] +What it do? What it do? +What it do, what it do? (Squad) +What it do? +What it do, what it do? +Fuck niggas, fuck niggas, fuck +What, what? + +[Chorus: Fredo Santana] +Got Xanax and lean for the whole damn crew (What?) +Got a thirty Ruger shot for my motherfuckin' tool (Bang, bang) +Brand new chopper and that bitch shoot smooth (Grra, grra) +Got a hundred niggas with me and they all gon' shoot (What?) +What it do? (Damn) +What it do? What it do? (Smoking that gas) +Heard that it's a problem, you wanna make the news? (Make the news) +What it do? What it do? (Do) +Chasing all this money, I ain't worried 'bout you + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Aye, Fredo what it do? +I ain't gonna say too much +But you know I miss you, fool +For you we act a fool +For you I pack a tool +Got that call about you and you know I lost my cool +Sosa miss you too, Caper, all us miss you, fool +I remember we ain't had shit, fucked up don't know what to do +Every time I'm out in Cali, boy I always hit you +Now I don't know what to do +Now I don't know what to do +[Chorus: Fredo Santana] +Got Xanax and lean for the whole damn crew (What?) +Got a thirty Ruger shot for my motherfuckin' tool (Bang, bang) +Brand new chopper and that bitch shoot smooth (Grra, grra) +Got a hundred niggas with me and they all gon' shoot (What?) +What it do? (Damn) +What it do? What it do? (Smoking that gas) +Heard that it's a problem, you wanna make the news? (Make the news) +What it do? What it do? (Do) +Chasing all this money, I ain't worried 'bout you + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +What it do? (What it do?) +What it do? +I'ma continue chasing money, can't forget about that, too +All this shit we learned on our own, man +We ain't get it from no nigga +Y'all been my niggas since lil' niggas +I can't forget about my niggas +Why would I switch on my niggas? +Why would I quit on my niggas? +I cannot quit on my niggas +I'm yelling, "Fuck all these niggas" + +[Chorus: Fredo Santana] +Got Xanax and lean for the whole damn crew (What?) +Got a thirty Ruger shot for my motherfuckin' tool (Bang, bang) +Brand new chopper and that bitch shoot smooth (Grra, grra) +Got a hundred niggas with me and they all gon' shoot (What?) +What it do? (Damn) +What it do? What it do? (Smoking that gas) +Heard that it's a problem, you wanna make the news? (Make the news) +What it do? What it do? (Do) +Chasing all this money, I ain't worried 'bout youEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +LudacrisMan down + +[Chorus] +This shit Ludacris +On the road with some bricks +Hop out shootin' shit +Pull up, pull up shootin’ shit +They don't know who this is +I could be anybody +Fuck around, catch a body +Robbin' is my hobby +Back then when Sosa had the Audi +Smoking so much loud, it’s cloudy +And me and Durk was on the block like shoppers +And back then we wasn't gettin' no munna +On the block, rest in peach J Munna +Better know it if you see me, it's a gun tucked +Fuck around, young nigga, then I'm gon up + +[Verse] +Fuck around, young nigga, then I'm gon up +Fuck around, young nigga, then I'm gon bust +Better know it if you see me it's a gun tucked +Better know it if you see me then they gon bust +Fuck around, young nigga, we gon fuck it up +Brand new check, I’ma fuck it up +Get the money back, I’ma double up +Two for ten on the dope, shop with us +Hypes say yo' dope ain’t strong enough +Say you gettin' money, but the shit ain't long enough +This another nigga bitch, she don't belong to us +I don’t know who she is +She could be anybody +Probably fucked her, probably (probably) +Fuck with niggas, hardly (hardly) +Most of these niggas sorry (sorry) +I don't fuck with niggas, they sorry (sorry) +When you see me, know I got it on me (on me) +That mean I ain't by my lonely (my lonely) +I was raised to get that money +You was raised to be a dummy (dummy) +These niggas is actin' funny (funny) +Get the money and stack it, dummy (dummy) +Get the money and stack it, dummy (dummy) +[Chorus] +This shit Ludacris +On the road with some bricks +Hop out shootin' shit +Pull up, pull up shootin' shit +They don't know who this is +I could be anybody +Fuck around, catch a body +Robbin' is my hobby +Back then when Sosa had the Audi +Smoking so much loud, it's cloudy +And me and Durk was on the block like shoppers +And back then we wasn't gettin' no munna +On the block, rest in peach J Munna +Better know it if you see me, it's a gun tucked +Fuck around, young nigga, then I'm gon upEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Seen or Saw (Remix)[Hook: Lil Reese] +I promise niggas bitches man, they gone tell it all +I promise to keep it real and still fuck with my dawgs +I always burn up, I can't change at all +I always burn up, i can't change at all +And when they switch up, I can't change at all +And when it go up, I don't know nothing, seen or saw +And when it go down, I don't know nothing, seen or saw +And when it go down, I don't know nothing, seen or saw + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +I don't know nothing, seen or saw, Who talkin' to the law +Got a gun on me, don't test it +This bitch here it go off +Tryin' to stack my money up and buy a big ass crib +So I can build me a motherfuckin' golf, course +On the back of my shit, killas in the back of the whip +Flip by once, Flip by twice +I can't get no action for shit +Im'a go back to the script, and a nigga like me, me knowin' me +Im'a just stick to the script, im'a just stick to the script +Fuck a bitch and dip off the rip, R.I.P to my niggas not here +I'ma ride for my niggas that's here +War time with my niggas right here +It's going down with my niggas right here +[Hook: Lil Reese] +I promise niggas bitches man, they gone tell it all +I promise to keep it real and still fuck with my dawgs +I always burn up, I can't change at all +I always burn up, i can't change at all +And when they switch up, I can't change at all +And when it go up, I don't know nothing, seen or saw +And when it go down, I don't know nothing, seen or saw +And when it go down, I don't know nothing, seen or saw + +[Verse 2: Rick Ross] +Young nigga fuck what ya seen, now they say you a witness +Never speakin' no evil so I just pray for forgiveness +We may trip and may stumble but never fall in these trenches +Once you're labeled a snitch, you may get wiped on suspicion +Never stand on the same [?] exercise my potential +Miss me with them Twitter rants and come and get this extended +I'm mighty might, [?] +I be down at the lot, European four door +Infatuated by the tales of the older dope boys +Years later look at me, I'm on my fourteenth Rolls Royce +Fairy tales is what they call it, I can tell you what I got +I really came up from the bottom so I take it off the top + +[Hook: Lil Reese]EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Small Talk[Chorus] +Small talk, save the convo +No, I ain't with the fuckin' convo +Keep talking, we gon pull up pronto +That's ASAP boy, like Rocky nigga +How the fuck you rockin' nigga? +You know how we rockin' nigga +I heard some funny shit about you +So I ain't fuckin' with you + +[Verse 1] +Fuck the small talk, let's get money +'Lot of my shooters, boy, they on dummy +'Lot of my niggas, boy, they on dummy +That's why I all I think about is money +Boy, I'ma get it +Fuck niggas if they ain't with it +All my niggas, yeah they been with it +Cause a lot of niggas really bitches +Ain't came up where I came from +That's like me forgetting where I came from +Rolled up, go back where I came from +I won't switch up on my day ones + +[Chorus] +Small talk, save the convo +No, I ain't with the fuckin' convo +Keep talking, we gon pull up pronto +That's ASAP boy, like Rocky nigga +How the fuck you rockin' nigga? +You know how we rockin' nigga +I heard some funny shit about you +So I ain't fuckin' with you +[Verse 2] +Know your role, no flexin' though +It's 300 just to let you know +With Lamron, they get everything whole +We erase a nigga just let you know +Chasing money, I ain't chasing hoes +24/7, yeah we on go +Yeah, we on go +Ain't playing roles +Niggas getting exposed +Most niggas hoe's +That's how it go +But I'm from the foe +I can't go, ask lil bro +He tote poles, we tote poles +He kick doors, we kick doors +On Lil Mo +Free Slick though +Homie ain't switch up for shit though +Fu niggas do fu shit though +Police grab me, what's this though? +Better know my mouth zipped though + +[Chorus] +Small talk, save the convo +No, I ain't with the fuckin' convo +Keep talking, we gon pull up pronto +That's ASAP boy, like Rocky nigga +How the fuck you rockin' nigga? +You know how we rockin' nigga +I heard some funny shit about you +So I ain't fuckin' with youEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Sacrifices[Intro] +I put my life on the line for these streets +When you have ain't nobody to call, I was in reach +Too many sacrifices involved, I still creep +Yeah, hey + +[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama] +I put my life on the line for these streets +When you have ain't nobody to call, I was in reach +Too many sacrifices involved, I still creep +When you have nothing at all, I let you eat +How you gon' say that you ain't never need us? +How you gon' change up on us with no reasons? +My brothers ain't the same, man I need 'em +This Bloodas shit forever, I can't leave them + +[Verse 1: Lil Zay Osama] +We lost some brothers to the streets, 'member nights I couldn't sleep +'Member nights I let you in, and I ain't ask my OG +Nigga, I fed you, them niggas scared you +You came running to my crib for a pole, and I ain't trip, I sparred you +I wasn't out here just for me, I ride foreigns to get flee +Snatch and running out of stores, using steamers from the T +Me and Skud from the mud, he don't keep secrets from me +All them goals, I sacrificed my life for us to get some heat +I put my life on the line too many times +I went to jail, my [?], he dropped a dime +You take down me, I took you back too many times +When you ain't got no one to call, don't hit my line +[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama] +I put my life on the line for these streets +When you have ain't nobody to call, I was in reach +Too many sacrifices involved, I still creep +When you have nothing at all, I let you eat +How you gon' say that you ain't never need us? +How you gon' change up on us with no reasons? +My brothers ain't the same, man I need 'em +This Bloodas shit forever, I can't leave them + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +I don't fuck around in these streets +I don't fuck around in these streets +I don't fuck around in these streets, cause you know me +I don't fuck around in these streets, you know me +Running 'round in these streets (You know me) +You know me, I be running around in these streets +Still riding around, totin' heat +I don't fuck around in these streets +Came from the Jungle, so I be low-key +Niggas too police, watch how I be (Watch how I be) +When you don't see me (When you don't see me) +I'm still doin' me (I'm still doin' me) That's how I be +Tell my brothers watch over me, you know how I be +I don't fuck with a nigga if they don't fuck with me +Snake shit, boy, yeah I could see +How you change up me and blame me? +You changed up on me, and blamed me +Never been a goofy, nah that ain't me +Too many sacrifices in these streets +Niggas out here lost, thinking shit sweet +These the streets, ain't shit sweet +One call away when you need me +Acting like you ain't never had to call up me +[Chorus: Lil Zay Osama] +I put my life on the line for these streets +When you have ain't nobody to call, I was in reach +Too many sacrifices involved, I still creep +When you have nothing at all, I let you eat +How you gon' say that you ain't never need us? +How you gon' change up on us with no reasons? +My brothers ain't the same, man I need 'em +This Bloodas shit forever, I can't leave themEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +However[Intro] +How you want it anytime any place man +Just let me know huh huh +Huh huh that nigga don’t know +I said let nigga know some +That nigga know some + +[Hook] +Anytime any place however you want it (want it) +Call the killers now push up on it (push up on it) +Call my killers now push up on it +Anytime any place however you want it (want it) +However you want it however you want it +However you want it however you want it +Anytime any place i said however you want it +Anytime any place i said however you want it +However you want it however you want it +However you want it however you want it +Anytime any place however you want it (want it) + +[Verse 1] +Call my killers from the lamb let them get up on it +How you want it (how you want it) tell me how you +Want it how you want it I really pull up on you get +Up on it (get up on it) catch a nigga snoozing now +Watch me get up on it though I need some nigga +I don’t want it I don’t need nothin nigga I don’t +Want it (I don’t want it) how my homies pull up +With 30 packets now you need 30 doctors that’s +30 shots Wayne Vix Mad Max now all this ain’t +No movie but we go like that I said we know this +Ain’t no movie but we go like that +[Hook] +Anytime any place however you want it (want it) +Call the killers now push up on it (push up on it) +Call my killers now push up on it +Anytime any place however you want it (want it) +However you want it however you want it +However you want it however you want it +Anytime any place i said however you want it +Anytime any place i said however you want it +However you want it however you want it +However you want it however you want it +Anytime any place however you want it (want it)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Fired Up(Intro) +Fired up, fired up, fired up +Fired up, fired up + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Send me a pic, stupid bitch, so I can see what I miss +And when I up this bitch and shoot, I ain't gon' miss +Like a jump shot and that, nothin' but swish +These niggas faker than these bitches, I don't take a risk +You met that bitch the first day, and you gave her a kiss +Ain't no tellin' where her mouth been, probably on dick +Seen that nigga in the hood, he jumped right on my dick +Now I can't say you out here, boy, you ain't with the shits +Got young niggas, young niggas that will up and shit +Niggas get to duckin', niggas get to flinchin' and shit +Niggas really ain't your mans, he on that frenemy shit +Hangin' with the opps, I ain't with that friendly ass shit +And if it ain't about the money you can miss me with it +Off the drink, high'd up, and it's my party, don't come through +You might get, fired up +You might get, fired up +Dead opps up in the woods, fat woods, fired up +Fired up +Please don't come through my block you might get, fired up +Fired up +Please don't slide down my block you might get, fired up +Fired up, fired up, fired up +Dumb bitch all up on my line got me, fired up +Fired up, fired up, fired up +Please don't serve down my block you might get, fired up +Fired up +Ten grams up in a backwood watch my nigga, fire it up +Fire it up, fire it up, fire it up +(Outro) +You feel me? +Slide down my block shit get very dangerous +Shit get very scary +Make shit very scary +Foe nemEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Dizzle Flex[Intro] +Free them guys, free them guys man (switch up) +Let's get it + +[Chorus] +I don't fuck with niggas, you don't see me with 'em, don't ask nigga +I get my shit, I'm cool nigga, I ain't gon' brag nigga +Stay with the shit, still to get up on your ass nigga +Everyday I wake up, my main focus is cash nigga +Can't be like that nigga, run around like he that nigga +Knowing damn well he ain't that nigga +If he getting money then flex nigga +Flex, flex, flex, then flex nigga + +[Verse] +I won't fuckin' stop until I get a jet nigga +Lookin' at my mans like where we at nigga +I popped a X nigga, I'm off a flat nigga +Floatin' I might take flight just like that jet nigga +And that bitch thought I was like her next nigga +Well I fucked her and passed her like the next nigga +Gettin' money all I know is fuckin' flex nigga +You want war, we want beef, what is that nigga? +Can't trust the police cause they ride around, they wack niggas +Got me thinking 24/7, stay strapped nigga +What the fuck is that, I thought they serve and protect niggas +I thought they serve and protect niggas +[Chorus] +I don't fuck with niggas, you don't see me with 'em, don't ask nigga +I get my shit, I'm cool nigga, I ain't gon' brag nigga +Stay with the shit, still to get up on your ass nigga +Everyday I wake up, my main focus is cash nigga +Can't be like that nigga, run around like he that nigga +Knowing damn well he ain't that nigga +If he getting money then flex nigga +Flex, flex, flex, then flex nigga1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Depend on Me[Producer Tag] + +Zen Beats + +[Chorus] +I gotta depend on me +Can't ask bruh, that's me +That fame where I wanna be +I'ma do whatever for me, but I ain't fucked up in these streets +Gotta maintain, that's how I be +In my own lane, that's me +Keep a few niggas with me +No switchin' up, that's me +I don't know how you be +The bullshit they talkin, doesn't even come to my knee +I'm like a linebacker, don't run that shit by me +Where would I really be? +If I ain't depend on me, how would it really be? +If I ain't depend on me, how would it really be? +If I ain't depend on me, how would it really be? +If I ain't depend on me, how would it really be? +I gotta depend on me +I gotta depend on me + +[Verse] +How would it really be, if I ain't depend on me? +You only know what you done heard +That means you ain't really see (nah) +Tellin' stories like you was in the streets +In my Glory, got a big ass heat +With me (with me) +Right up on my seat (my seat) +And they'll ride, nigga with me +And they'll slide, nigga for me +I'm gettin' money, all I see, and these hoes fuckin' for free +And these hoes fuckin' for me, for me (for me) +Just spent a cool band on a sneaks (some sneaks) for me +Put on a show, show me you a freak (you a freak) +Show me what I need to see +Make me forget about these hoes +People tryna stress me in these streets +So I could show you how I'm comin' +So I could show you the real me +Sit back and count all this money +Sit back and kill all these beats +Sit back and kill all these beats +So I could show you how I'm comin' +Kill all these beats +[Chorus] +Can't ask bruh, that's me +That fame where I wanna be +I'ma do whatever for me, but I ain't fucked up in these streets +Gotta maintain, that's how I be +In my own lane, that's me +Keep a few niggas with me +No switchin' up, that's me +I don't know how you be +The bullshit they talkin, doesn't even come to my knee +I'm like a linebacker, don't run that shit by me +Where would I really be? +If I ain't depend on me, how would it really be? +If I ain't depend on me, how would it really be? +If I ain't depend on me, how would it really be? +If I ain't depend on me, how would it really be? +I gotta depend on me +I gotta depend on meEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Problems[Intro] +Got 30 for these problems +These fucking niggas don’t know no problems +These fucking niggas don’t know no problems + +[Hook] +We got 30’s we got choppers for these problems +Heard that voice said he want this problems +He acting man that boy don’t want these problems +My niggas that run in and assault them +We got 30’s we got choppers for these problems +Heard that voice said he want this problems +He acting man that boy don’t want these problems +My niggas that run in and assault them + +[Verse 1] +Herad that boy said he want these problems +He acting man that boy don’t want these problems +And we robbers and we gobblers he acting +Man that boy don’t want these problems +It’s a problem and we going to solve start +Run but I know a fuck nigga that’s your problem +Too busy worrying about the money now the +Bitches they are the problem and when it’s war +Time that’s when we load up top for all them ops +Who claim they ops fuck nigga I got like a sweet +Then I go hard pull out with a mad phone nigga +We spray sparkles sparkles +[Hook] +We got 30’s we got choppers for these problems +Heard that voice said he want this problems +He acting man that boy don’t want these problems +My niggas that run in and assault them +We got 30’s we got choppers for these problems +Heard that voice said he want this problems +He acting man that boy don’t want these problems +My niggas that run in and assault themEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Throwin Sum[Intro] +It ain't nun +It ain't nun (they throwin' sum) +They throwin' sum (they throwin' sum) +It ain't nun (they throwin' sum) +They throwin' sum + +[Verse 1] +It ain't nun (it ain't nun) +They throwin' sum +All that talking man +I done heard too much +But that shit don't mean nothin' +Only my kids man +Yeah that shit that mean some +Got niggas actin' tough +Say they locked but he ain't did enough +Like you can't be touched +(What) Anybody can get touched + +[Hook] +FTT I might just wear +Fuck realtion, fuck the gear +It ain't a nigga that I fear +Must be drunk off that damn beer +Like the reggie ain't seen yeah +I don't give a fuck about what you hear +Better not tweak +Don't come near +Up that heat if you come near +[Bridge] +Since a lil one I've been like this +Then I make this shit again +Then when imma go for the win +Seen Fredo leave he ain't coming back again + +[Verse 2] +Seen too many leave +They ain't coming back again +Big guns like we in Pakistan +Heard he got booked why he out again +You speed to tell if a nigga ain't your mans +Gotta respect 'em +If you wanna win +Can't show nun but respect if you wanna win +Come through leave no witness +Seen sumn ain't of your business +You better not get in it +All my niggas with it +Make that call you finished +Tool in his mouth (in his mouth) +Like we the dentist (like we the dentist) +Why you think I'm in it +To fuckin' win it +We been on his ass +For a minute +[Outro] +(Tell that nigga stop it man. We been on his ass for like, a minute. Tell that for this nigga man, tell that bitchass nigga come outside man. Skrrt. Bop bow. Bitchass nigga. You know what the fuck it is man. Tell on david.)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Sets Droppin[Hook] +Fingers up in the air and sets get to droppin' +These niggas get to actin' +Watch my nigga get to poppin' +Get to poppin', my niggas get to poppin' +Fingers up in the air and sets droppin' +Sets droppin', sets droppin' +Fingers up in the air and sets droppin' +Sets droppin', sets droppin' +Sets droppin', sets droppin' + +[Verse 1] +A nigga trick with you, tell them act a fool, tell me what you gon' do +Go on, stand up be a pussy, nigga tell me what you gon' do +Bitch of course stand up nigga, tell me what u gon' do +Tuck u tellin' foe like a pussy nigga, man whats the use +Matter of fact, who is you +How you get up in this biz boy, you not with the 300 Crew +300 crew will blow at you +Free folks nem, move like them too +Can’t forget them, they was out here too +Fuck my bitch think I need two +Sets droppin' we pull up too +He gon' run and he is too +Play for keeps, not playin' with you +Got those bitches gon' spray you too +In this shit I’m stuck like glue +Rest in peace to Lil Mo too +You know I can’t forget my dude, and my other niggas too +L's +[Hook] +Fingers up in the air and sets get to droppin' +These niggas get to actin' +Watch my nigga get to poppin' +Get to poppin', my niggas get to poppin' +Fingers up in the air and sets droppin' +Sets droppin', sets droppin' +Fingers up in the air and sets droppin' +Sets droppin', sets droppin' +Sets droppin', sets droppin' + +[Verse 2] +I want some white trues I’m tee'd up on my block +A lot of niggas, a lot of thots, but I just love selling rocks +I just pulled up in that drop, my youngin' got that mop +Tryin' to rob, you get shot, 300 greases too hot +We got glizzies and them FNs, but them bitches got mops +Niggas thinking they on something, they gon' end up on fox +I don’t fuck with no opps, cause they always droppin' +Got a new chop call it Young Chop cause it’s always choppin' +But that 4-5 knockin', ain’t no boxes that we rockin' +Cookin' game we the hottest, we just found out what you coppin' +Now we all in your closet, we want it all ain't no stoppin' +And we with that gang shit that’s why we always The topic +L's +[Hook] +Fingers up in the air and sets get to droppin' +These nigga get to actin' +Watch my niggas get to poppin' +Get to poppin', my niggas get to poppin' +Fingers up in the air and sets droppin' +Sets droppin', sets droppin' +Fingers up in the air and sets droppin' +Sets droppin', sets droppin' +Sets droppin', sets droppin'EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Elementary[Chorus: Jusblow] +Been doing this shit since elementary +You ain't a ten year nigga then you ain't shit to me +I ain't yo homie I ain't yo bro you ain't kin to me +A lot of niggas they snake they call them frienemies +I be getting to the money man fuck my enemies +I only roll backwoods when I smoke my enemies +Stay busting off a flat, bitch I love that ecstasy +We been doing this shit since elementary + +[Verse 1] +300 +Just ask about me, bitch I'm really in the skreets (huh) +We been doing this shit since elementary (elementary bitch) +You ain't no fifteen year nigga you ain't shit to me (you ain't shit to me bitch) +Neck shot, headshot I leave his brains up in the skreets +Niggas be acting so crazy, although niggas ain't really so crazy +Who that lil bitch I then fucked yo o'lady +You don't work then yo dumb ass must be lazy +Rolling off 5th with bro nem we going crazy +All that hatin' shit that shit don't faze me +Fuck is you crazy her head amazing +But I would not chase bitch is so basic (huh) +And it's ten grams in the wood when I smoke my enemy (dead nigga) +All these niggas so fu, man I call 'em frienemies (fu nigga) +Who you, you just got up in the skreets (300) +Most niggas they bitches they ain't really in the skreets (nah) +[Chorus: Jusblow] +Been doing this shit since elementary +You ain't a ten year nigga then you ain't shit to me +I ain't yo homie I ain't yo bro you ain't kin to me +A lot of niggas they snake they call them frienemies +I be getting to the money man fuck my enemies +I only roll backwoods when I smoke my enemies +Stay busting off a flat, bitch I love that ecstasy +We been doing this shit since elementary + +[Verse 2: Jusblow] +Been toting that forty since I was a shorty +When I was fifteen had a clip that was twice my age +Had a different gun for a different day +Shoot his block up different ways +I'm 100 x 6 ain't switching ways +In a foreign with yo bitch u be switching lanes +Smoked a new pack yo homie got cooked today +Keep a backwood when I roll I stay off my enemies +Want a feature from blow it's gone be about a key +When I was down on my ass man you wasn't friends with me +One shot headshot took him out like Kennedy +Baby these niggas ain't crazy +30 on me like I was born in the 80's +Racks in my pocket I know that they hate it +Telling mama I know I'ma make it +Way I was raised, they know I was gone take it +Alot of these rappers they lying, they faking +Loving that bitch but to me she so basic +Black on black crime so my Glock is so racist +[Chorus: Jusblow] +Been doing this shit since elementary +You ain't a ten year nigga then you ain't shit to me +I ain't yo homie I ain't yo bro you ain't kin to me +A lot of niggas they snake they call them frienemies +I be getting to the money man fuck my enemies +I only roll backwoods when I smoke my enemies +Stay busting off a flat, bitch I love that ecstasy +We been doing this shit since elementaryEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Letz Do A Drill[Chorus:] +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill + +[Verse 1:] +4 5 cocked back +Bullets flying like snapbacks +My niggas they round cats +Broski push his top back +That Irene that loud pack +Weed got my pockets fat +We posted up +We on that +We ridin' round, we getting that +Quick stain we hittin' that +64th and Normal be the block you can't miss that +Shooters we don't point +Bitch we ballin and we ain't miss shots +Fucked her, passed her to my dawgs +Whole team hit that +Little niggas they lying +They ain't drilling +They ain't shooting shit +Catch his ass lose a leg +Nike I'm the 30 back +Finna put my team on my back +I'm a running back +And I'll put my last up +That 300 ain't having that +We drilling shit +We drilling shit +Period +[Chorus :] +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill + +[Verse 2:] +Just lost Dart so you know I'm going ludacris +Everybody strapped and they thirsty just to drill some shit +White Remy +No chasing +That's how I'mma do this shit +Bankroll shorty and your bitches wanna do my dick +Playing both sides +That's a bitch, where they do that at? +Kenn on the beat +Man I told him how I kill this shit +Gotta get respect just to get it +I'mma take this shit +I'mma play my part +You gone talk just to fuck the bitch +Saying fuck Lil Reesy +His mind must be off the shit +I ain't gotta talk +Broski smoke him cuz he's easy shit +L's up for Lil Mo' +Disrespect it we a do you quick +300 the movement bitch +L's up +Period +[Chorus: ] +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drillEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Exhausted[Intro] +Are we fuckin' through it yet? +I'm exhausted +I didn't get in the crib 'til six in the mornin', man +Shit, I ain't even wake up 'til six in the afternoon, man +Perc had me high as fuck, man +Damn + +[Chorus] +That Perc got me exhausted, lean got me exhausted +My bitch got me exhausted, exhausted +That loud got me exhausted, exhausted +Can't pick up, I'm exhausted, exhausted +That drink got me exhausted, exhausted +Blowin' my phone up, this bitch lost it, she lost it +Too much shit got me exhausted, I'm off it +Exhausted, exhausted + +[Verse] +Too much shit got me exhausted, I'm off it, can't call it +All these hoes keep calling (Callin') they lost it, get off me (Get off me) +Young nigga, I been ballin' (Ballin'), fuck niggas think I lost it (Lost it) +Fifty block down, Halsted (Skrrt) +Swaggin' up, and I'm saucin' (Saucin') +High as fuck, I be off it (Off it) +Got some real brothers that'll off you (Off you) +Supreme hoodie, shirt Off-White (Off-White) +I remember back then, had to sell white (Sell White) +Just so a nigga could stay right (Stay right) +Exhausted early, it's still daylight (Daylight) +She only wanna come around for the hype (Hype) +Get head and put it out for the night +[Chorus] +That Perc got me exhausted, lean got me exhausted +My bitch got me exhausted, exhausted +That loud got me exhausted, exhausted +Can't pick up, I'm exhausted, exhausted +That drink got me exhausted, exhausted +Blowin' my phone up, this bitch lost it, she lost it +Too much shit got me exhausted, I'm off it +Exhausted, exhausted + +[Refrain] +Run up on me, best be cautious + +[Verse 2] +Run up on me, best be cautious +Blow that bitch, no conscience +Fuck twelve and fuck your honor +Snitch niggas'll put you under +That's why I don't fuck with none of 'em +On point like Russ with that thunder +High as fuck off of ganja +That Tooka just put me under +Shoot it us, we don't stop 'til you honor +Hit a nigga all in his stomach +Perc 30 turned me to a monster +Might whack a nigga at my concert +[Chorus] +Perc got me exhausted, lean got me exhausted +My bitch got me exhausted, exhausted +That loud got me exhausted, exhausted +Can't pick up, I'm exhausted, exhausted +That drink got me exhausted, exhausted +Blowin' my phone up, this bitch lost it, she lost it +Too much shit got me exhausted, I'm off it +Exhausted, exhaustedEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Kill Don’t Hurt[Intro] +Unh Unh Ohh yeah Ohh yeah +That's my word, that's my word, that's my word + +[Hook] +I say something, that's my word +Catch your ass, we gon do your ass the worst +Calboy pulled out, he thirst +If he look fishy, imma shoot first +Imma hit the fuck nigga really where it hurts +You ain't from it boy, I'm really from the dirt +When I was fucked up, probably hit you for the work +I ain't had shit, I really had to work +Put the police on me, but it didn't work +Then tried to go against me, it really won't work +Tried to go against us, it really won't work +Somebody getting hurt, you better think first +You better think first, like this ain't gon work +These guns kill , they don't hurt (that's on david, aye) +Now these guns kill, boy they don't hurt + +[Verse] +Stick to what I know, that's what I know +Most these niggas bitches, they gon fu +Reese boy I still ride around with that pole +In case these fuck niggas acting like they want smoke (let's go) +Act like you really about it, bitch you ain't gon blow +Nigga you know, that I know +All these dirty bitches, they gon go +Acting like you really about it, but you a hoe +Now we ain't putting in front, for these hoes (for them hoes) +Gotta get that money, I need them rolls +Man you different, You need them hoes +I was dolo ,since niggas don't know +Say they opps, they don't do shit, Cause them niggas they hoes +Ain't tell my telephone , they wanna see me fell off fool +Ain't gon go, I promise that's my word +Man that's my word +[Hook] +I say something, that's my word +Catch your ass, we gon do your ass the worst +Call boy pulled out, he thirst +If he look fishy, imma shoot first +Imma hit the fuck nigga really where it hurts +You ain't from it boy, I'm really from the dirt +When I was fucked up, probably hit you for the work +I ain't had shit, I really had to work +Put the police on me, but it didn't work +Then tried to go against me, it really won't work +Tried to go against us, it really won't work +Somebody getting hurt, you better think first +You better think first, like this ain't gon work +These guns kill , they don't hurt (that's on david, aye) +Now these guns kill, boy they don't hurtEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Not Gone Play[Intro] +Chopsquad +Lil bro shot in the crowd +I think he painted a nigga +The nigga came through with the tape +I think he wasted a nigga +Damn +Hold up, ay + +[Chorus: Tee Grizzley] +I ain't gone play with you niggas +I ain't gone play with you niggas +I'm not gone play with you niggas +Ain't finna play with you niggas +You know the niggas that's dying +I know the niggas that did it +I know the niggas that's solid +You know the niggas that's snitching +I ain't gone play with you niggas +I'm not finna play with you niggas +I ain't bout to play with you niggas +I ain't gone play with you niggas +Them niggas got you with you pussy +These niggas I got with me with it +It ain't no point in you hiding +I want you, I'ma come get you +I ain't gone play with you niggas +[Verse: Tee Grizzley] +I ain't gone play with you niggas +You know not to play with me, nigga +You know I been waitin' on niggas +You know where I'm takin' it, nigga +You upped a hoe on the gram (I'm on it) +I hope you ain't takin' her serious +We see em, we takin' them bitches +Took me some molly and slayed me a nigga +You know Gang-Gang dropped him +You ain't gone do shit about it +I got that K in my closet +Niggas don't want no drama +Not finna play with nobody +Not finna sit in no County +Call up a good bail bondsman +Know he got money in property + +[Chorus: Tee Grizzley] +I ain't gone play with you niggas +I ain't gone play with you niggas +I'm not gone play with you niggas +Ain't finna play with you niggas +You know the niggas that's dying +I know the niggas that did it +I know the niggas that's solid +You know the niggas that's snitching +I ain't gone play with you niggas +I'm not finna play with you niggas +I ain't bout to play with you niggas +I ain't gone play with you niggas +Them niggas got you with you pussy +These niggas I got with me with it +It ain't no point in you hiding +I want you, I'ma come get you +I ain't gone play with you niggas +[Verse: Lil Reese] +Creep up and lay on a nigga +I ain't finna play with you niggas +Have lil bro nem sprayin' at niggas +Your best bet just keepin' your distance cause me and my niggas we stay with them pistols +See you with them niggas that's hiding and I'm with them niggas sliding and riding +And when it's that time to ride, them niggas ain't gone be nowhere by your side +Never had a 9 to 5, I always hustled and got on my grind +And when it come to mine, nigga ain't taking none of mine +I ain't finna play with you niggas, I'ma shoot this bitch like 100 times + +[Chorus: Tee Grizzley] +I ain't gone play with you niggas +I ain't gone play with you niggas +I'm not gone play with you niggas +Ain't finna play with you niggas +You know the niggas that's dying +I know the niggas that did it +I know the niggas that's solid +You know the niggas that's snitching +I ain't gone play with you niggas +I'm not finna play with you niggas +I ain't bout to play with you niggas +I ain't gone play with you niggas +Them niggas got you with you pussy +These niggas I got with me with it +It ain't no point in you hiding +I want you, I'ma come get you +I ain't gone play with you niggasEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Crash[Intro: Don Q] +I smoke at least a zip before I, before I crash +Yeah, Don +I smoke at least a zip before I crash, before I crash +Yeah, yeah (yeah yeah) + +[Chorus: Don Q] +I smoke at least a zip before I crash +We pitchin' on the strip like fuck the tax +Runnin' up them things my only task +Gotta lease them for my kids before I pass +Got a 9 year old that depend on her dad +Pulled over by patrol, I'm used to gettin' harassed +I'm dolo with that work, like I don't need a stash +But I chose to work up off my clip into my craft + +[Verse 1: Don Q] +Thеse niggas greedy and envious +That's something I see from еxperience +I gotta compete through appearances +They thinking you weak when you generous +Can't no shit, can't blame with us +We gotta keep FN with us +Shit getting real tricky +We had just got to LA when they killed Nipsey +My body is still chilly +You can spread love and they still envy +Can't trust a soul, so no we ain't never friendly +You know we play with the drugs, know I ain't feel any, uh +I'm playin' with the drugs +Fuck the fame with the love +Hurricane in the club +I see hate in your blood +I see staines on the glove +Preachers because I got angels above, yeah +[Chorus: Don Q] +I smoke at least a zip before I crash +We pitchin' on the strip like fuck the tax +Runnin' up them things my only task +Gotta lease them for my kids before I pass +Got a 9 year old that depend on her dad +Pulled over by patrol, I'm used to gettin' harassed +I'm dolo with that work, like I don't need a stash +But I chose to work up off my clip into my craft + +[Verse 2: Lil Reese] +Everytime when I'm in the hood, 12 harassin' my ass +I want lots of cash +Ridin' around with the Glock, fuck a stash +12 get on me, high speed they ass +Going fast, na I ain't gon crash +Niggas police, I think they feds +You made your bed, lay in that bed +Niggas talkin' bout they really hate +That's old shit, we ain't going off that +That's some black and white, we got them facts +My nigga, what the fuck is that? +Knowing damb well I can't fuck with a rat +Knowing damb well it don't go like that +When I talk some shit, Imma speak the facts +Niggas out here on the corner with that +I need a lot of money for my daughters +That's facts +Rollin' up a lot of that exotic, back to back +Bitch we just smoke like so many zips +Brought like so many clips +In case a fuck nigga trip +[Chorus: Don Q] +I smoke at least a zip before I crash +We pitchin' on the strip like fuck the tax +Runnin' up them things my only task +Gotta lease them for my kids before I pass +Got a 9 year old that depend on her dad +Pulled over by patrol, I'm used to gettin' harassed +I'm dolo with that work, like I don't need a stash +But I chose to work up off my clip into my craftEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Welcome To the Get Back (Intro)Got my nigga Chase Davis on the beat +Welcome to the EP, feel me? +The Get-Back, Gang, you know? +I'm doin' this shit for my brothers +All my niggas I lost +My momma, my sisters, I'm doin' this shit for everybody +Can't forget nobody +I ain't leavin' nobody behind +But if you left me behind, that's on you +Or thought you left me behind, feel me? +The EP, The Get-Back, Gang +The Get-Back, Gang +The Get-Back, Gang +Get back, get back, get back, get back +Gang, gang, gangEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Neck of da Woods[Intro] +Drum Dealers +All my niggas, we good +If it's an issue, get to it +Don't leave, you'll wish you don't do it +Don't do it +Spvnk on the beat, hahahaha + +[Chorus] +All my niggas, we good, if it's a issue, get to it +Don't leave, you'll wish you don't do it, don't do it +All my niggas, we good, if it's a issue, get to it +We 'bout that issue, get to it (Get to it), get to it +In my neck of the woods they be up to no good +All my niggas, we good, if it's a issue, get to it +Don't leave, you'll wish you don't do it, a fuck nigga wish they could +I wish a fuck nigga would try something and think it's good + +[Verse 1] +Think it's good? (Think it's good?) Think it's good? (It ain't good) +It ain't good (It ain't good), I'm too hood (I'm too hood) +In the streets (In these streets) niggas not (Niggas not) +In my pocket (In my pocket) that's a knot (That's a knot) +Fuck these hoes (Fuck these hoes), fuck these thots (Fuck these thots) +Gotta focus (Gotta focus) on the guap (On the guap) +Where you been? I ain't seen you on the block +Is they fans? I don't know, or they opps +[Chorus] +All my niggas, we good, if it's a issue, get to it +Don't leave, you'll wish you don't do it, don't do it +All my niggas, we good, if it's a issue, get to it +We 'bout that issue, get to it (Get to it), get to it +In my neck of the woods they be up to no good +All my niggas, we good, if it's a issue, get to it +Don't leave, you'll wish you don't do it, a fuck nigga wish they could +I wish a fuck nigga would try something and think it's good + +[Verse 2] +A nigga got killed on the nine, what happened? +That's them goofy ass opps, they be out there just cappin' +And me, I be snappin', gettin' to it and trappin' +They better not think it's that like they can't get caught in traffic +Like we don't love that gun play, on my grandma, they cappin' +The bitch took off her clothes without me havin' to ask her +I was playin' with them rolls, I was, totin' the poles +I was fuckin' them hoes, gettin' money, that's all I know + +[Chorus] +All my niggas, we good, if it's a issue, get to it +Don't leave, you'll wish you don't do it, don't do it +All my niggas, we good, if it's a issue, get to it +We 'bout that issue, get to it (Get to it), get to it +In my neck of the woods they be up to no good +All my niggas, we good, if it's a issue, get to it +Don't leave, you'll wish you don't do it, a fuck nigga wish they could +I wish a fuck nigga would try something and think it's good1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Flex[Chorus] +Back then a nigga ain't had nothin' (Nothin') +When you hot, all them hoes want somethin' +Flex (Flex, flex), get that check (Get that check) +Flex (Flex, flex), might fuck up my TEC (Might fuck up my TEC) +Back then a nigga ain't had nothin' (Nothin') +When you hot, all them hoes want somethin' +Flex (Flex, flex, flex, flex), get that check (Get that check) +Flex (Flex), might fuck up that TEC (Might fuck up that TEC) + +[Verse] +Back then a nigga ain't had none, boy, I come from nothin' (I come from nothin') +Hit a nigga in the head or the arm or the leg if he think we bluffin' (If he think we bluffin') +Doubted me for the last time, well, lil' bitch, I'ma show you somethin' (I'ma show you somethin') +I count about my long, no fake friends, no nothin' (No nothin') +When the shit get tough, when the shit get rough, who gon' be there for you? (Who gon' be there for you?) +Who gon' watch your back? I'm speakin' facts, who gon' be there for you? (Who gon' be there for you?) +Kill 'em, quick-fast in a hurry (In a hurry) +Drop thirty on a nigga like Curry (Like Curry) +If you think I'm sweet, show no mercy (Show no mercy) +Hit a lick, I mighta been thirsty (Thirsty) +'Cause, you know, back then a nigga ain't had nothin' (Nothin') +Bust some shells so we kept a nigga runnin' (Runnin') +Turned nothin' to somethin' (To somethin') +Hit a nigga in the dice game for forty thou' like it ain't nothin' +[Chorus] +Back then a nigga ain't had nothin' (Nothin') +When you hot, all them hoes want somethin' +Flex (Flex, flex), get that check (Get that check) +Flex (Flex, flex), might fuck up my TEC (Might fuck up my TEC) +Back then a nigga ain't had nothin' (Nothin') +When you hot, all them hoes want somethin' +Flex (Flex, flex, flex, flex), get that check (Get that check) +Flex (Flex), might fuck up that TEC (Might fuck up that TEC)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +L’s Bitch[Intro Talking: Lil Reese and Lil Durk] + +Johnnyjuliano.com +Say Reese, whats crackin broski? What is is B? +And tell these niggas how u finna get up on this track +Bang Bang Stupid Lamron the Movement, Man what's really good? +R.I.P Moski Broski niggas already know what it is man +220 300 shit man ya dig L’s crazy you bitch + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Reese Money over hitta Lamron killas in the whip +Spitting Game to ya main bitch yeah im all in her ear +Swag jumpin out the gym so you know I got hella gear +And if that nigga talking slick go grab the 40 knock his brim +And that bitch know we be ballin Lamron Thuggin over here +Shooting bangers every angle yeah you know my shit is pure +R.I.P to Moski Broski folks ain't even see us here +Sold out cuz imma boss and just like he was here +Fifty of that kushy kushy Mary Jane im lookin where? +You should call yourself LeBron James cause it just ain't ya year +Try to play me like a stain my chain is like a chandelier +Two up in his face rearranged his fucking whole appeal + +[Dialogue: Lil Reese & Lil Durk] +Johnnyjuliano.com +And Durk man how you finna do this shit man +You gotta do that shit like I just did +I ain’t even going to lie to you broski I gotta do it on some 300 shit +300 Man straight 300 man we real 300 real nigga shit +It's only one way to do it man BBG 220 shit ya dig +220 shit man reall nigga shit man L's Bitch (echo) +[Verse 2: Lil Durk] +Nigga yeah I heard of him word around I be that man +BBG 220 shit keep the green like Peter Pan +Hate it when I reap the land Flyer than an eagle's span +Keep the rims on daily inch, keep the regal aiming 10 +Reese Money ride with me don't no groupies ride with me +All the roofies tired of me cuz I dont let them ride wit me +This money boy I gotta see you ain't seen what I done seen +Police try to beat on me beamer black like Rodney King +Swagger on now we the best fuck wit me i'll leave em left +They said that I stole his life so his people call me death +Can't jack im 079 burden law upon the grind +And my nigga Pooh Pooh repping that 069 Bitch! +Johnnyjuliano.comEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Team ( Supa Savage )( Hook ) +Who got that drink, I need that drink (that drink) +Who got that smoke, I need that stink (that stink) +Oh that's your bitch? That girl fucking the team (the team) +Oh that's your girl? That bitch fucking the team (the whole team) (X2) + +( Verse 1 ) +Who got that drink, who got that drink? +That shit that you stir up and it turn pink +I'm on my block and bitch I do my thing +Catch a opp in traffic we gone do our thing +Catch me off in traffic bitch I got that nen, that dean +Pull up on your block fucking lay the scene +Pull up on your block and make a bitch sing +300 shit and OTF, bitch thats the team, what you mean? +Hit a nigga with the macs, we don't really give a fuck +We out here on the grind and we'll stick yo' ass up +Your ass a stain boy, you ain't nothing to us +You might as well give it up when we running up + +( Hook ) + +( Verse 2 ) +Ride around with 30's, them my favorite things +Fuck that drink we out here and we ain't playing the same +Better make it count, don't shoot if you ain't got aim +My niggas on your ass and best believe they got aim +We ain't playing fair, that mean that ain't the same +Different leader, different league, that's a different gang +OTF and 300 that's what I claim +GBE and 300 that's what I claim, you a lame +Get banged, where I'm from we got aim +Shoot a nigga with that thing and run up in his thing +You a stain, my niggas they no fucking lames +We don't play no games, we only aim for the brain +( Hook )1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Let’s Do A Drill (Remix)[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +4 5 cocked back +Bullets flying like snapbacks +My niggas they round cats +Broski push his top back +That Irene that loud pack +Weed got my pockets fat +We posted up +We on that +We ridin' round, we getting that +Quick stain we hittin' that +64th and Normal be the block you can't miss that +Shooters we don't point +Bitch we ballin and we ain't miss shots +Fucked her, passed her to my dawgs +Whole team hit that +Little niggas they lying +They ain't drilling +They ain't shooting shit +Catch his ass lose a leg +Nike I'm the 30 back +Finna put my team on my back +I'm a running back +And I'll put my last up +That 300 ain't having that +We drilling shit +We drilling shit +Period +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill + +[Verse 2: Lil Durk] +Lil Durk, why these niggas despret? +Back to put them in a strecher +I gotta [?] +[?] bullets [?] +Watch the chains look like a freezer +Your bitch gone, she an eater +[?] diva [?] +[?] +Kush so strong [?] +Do a drill, I call up Reese +300 we hit a [?] +Killing shit, drilling shit, if you saying you with the shit +Killing shit, with the shit, I'm in this shit +Lamron, crazy bitch, tryna put the team on +Dropping bombs on the opps, [?] +30 from a block away, tryna [?] hoe +[?] +I'm killing shit, I'm killing shit +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drill +Let's do a drill +Let's do a drill, let's do a drill, let's do a drillEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +OutroWrap this shit up +The GetBackGang +GetBackGang shit, you know how we rockin' +Y'all know how we comin', man +Just, shit, been pushin' myself to go a little harder, you feel me? +I been in the streets +I can't relate to a lot of niggas +Feel me? +Lost a lot of niggas to this street shit +Got to get that get-back, no matter what the situation is +That get-back, be the best part about everything +I love me some get-back +When a nigga think it's over with, and you come right back (haha) +That's that fuckin' get-back for him, man +GetBack, GANG!EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Thats that shit we on (Lil reese verse only)Lil Reese verse: + +300 shit i'm with that shit thats that shit we on if you nah really with that shit get the fuck gone +My youngins boss crowns, my youngins at your door, home invasion hitting liks we been in your home +Nah Thats that shit we on, nah Thats that shit we on, only thing i blow is loud bitch i love strong +Your bitch she give me dong, your bitch she give me dong,300 shit i'm with the shit and i get you gone +And you wanna see that holmes, 300 yeah that my homies, i'm walking on the block with this fucking crown +Crown. on the block shooting dice (?) +And is that maffia shit we sin it thats that shit we onEmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Trip[Intro: Lil Reese] +Cash Money AP +Shit +I couldn't even fuck these hoes +[Unknown] +I ain't had the rolls, I ain't had shit +I ain't had the rolls + +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +I remember niggas had it, I ain't had shit (I ain't had shit) +Couldn't even fuck these hoes, couldn't even hit a bitch (hit a bitch) +But that's just how it goes, so I ain't even trip (I ain't even trip) +I had to make it back so I ain't even trip (I ain't even trip) +Took a trip to Arizona had to take a trip (had to take a trip) +Took a trip to Cali had to make a trip (had to make a trip) +Made my money back, double double, made it flip (flip!) +Made my money back, triple triple, made it flip (flip!) + +[Verse 1: Lil Reese] +Fuck that bitch kickеd her out over herе +All my niggas gon' ride over here +That's a hundred shots, fired over here (brrap!) +Out south everyday, outside over here +I be with my kind (my kind!) +We don't tote nines (nah!) +Extendo that's my kind +Since I fucked her she said I been on her mind +Yeah we still on our grind +Killing these niggas tryna take my shine +Bust a lick, make a move, now we out of town +I'ma make a lotta money bitch that's on my mind (my mind) +All that fu shit, miss me, ain't got time (nah!) +Shoutout to the real niggas who ain't [unknown] just did they time (they time) +I knew a lot of niggas that switched up actin' like they bang +Okay that's cool, that's fine (that's fine) +[unknown] that'll drop a dime (snitch) +They gone switch up for the fame (fame) +See a dollar switch up every time (every time) +[Chorus: Lil Reese] +I remember niggas had it, I ain't had shit (I ain't had shit) +Couldn't even fuck these hoes, couldn't even hit a bitch (hit a bitch) +But that's just how it goes, so I ain't even trip (I ain't even trip) +I had to make it back so I ain't even trip (I ain't even trip) +Took a trip to Arizona had to take a trip (had to take a trip) +Took a trip to Cali had to make a trip (had to make a trip) +Made my money back, double double, made it flip (flip!) +Made my money back, triple triple, made it flip (flip!)EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy +************************************************** +Kids In The Ghetto[Intro] +Since a kid in the ghetto +I don't care about that +That's a well-known fact, That's a well-known fact +If you're a fucking rat, don't talk to me +Even if I know you since a kid in the ghetto +I don't care about that +That's a well-known fact, That's a well-known fact +Alright + +[Hook] +Goofy stop playing, you gon get your dumbass stretched +It's too much acting, I ain't with that, leave your dumbass stretched +She off X, make her give me neck, fuck that sex +Fuck that sex, I want neck, while counting up a check +My bro in line, bitch he say he next +Talks they facts, I don't fuck with a rat +Even if you know us since kids in the ghetto, I don't care about that +That's a well-known fact, nigga +That's a well-known fact + +[Verse] +Where you from, you don't get respect +Where I'm from, bitch I got too much respect +Ride down the block, put the shit on flet +I was shooting 2-2-3, that bitch was big as shit +That's how I mess, shorty all on my face +Trynna give me a kiss, but I don't kiss on a bitch +We kick doors, we hit licks +If i'm on my last, I don't ask for shit +Imma get it out the mood, that's how I get +Ain't see em in two years, and I still ain't switch +Heard a lot of niggas talkin, and I still ain’t hear shit +Put my trust in me, cause I’m as real as it gets +He look like he be talkin, he might tell on some shit +12 hit the spot, he was out so quick +Real Nigga and a snitch, nah that shit don’t mix +But nowadays they actin like that shit exist +Might take me a flight, don't come back for shit +You know i'm landing out with a band dip +Still with my niggas 4-4 across the town +I'm trynna win the trip +[Hook] +Goofy stop playing, you gon get your dumbass stretched +It's too much acting, I ain't with that, leave your dumbass stretched +She off X, make her give me neck, fuck that sex +Fuck that sex, I want neck, while counting up a check +My bro in line, bitch he say he next +Talks they facts, I don't fuck with a rat +Even if you know us since kids in the ghetto, I don't care about that +That's a well-known fact, nigga +That's a well-known fact1EmbedShare URLCopyEmbedCopy \ No newline at end of file